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She Is Polly

When Polly comes the smart ones take a good tee with lemon the others a pen and a Jonny smile seyng to she..,, be my friend I pay you well" She is Polly she has the iron arm she can bite she can eat don't give her sushi she is more a meaty lover Two or three Mensa Mans in Black share some words with the mafia on a wooden chair you know that them Americans says about the Italians thet them have some kind of ideal instead of making money She is sweet Polly in war comes with a pink dress and she says the poor soldiers are too tired to combat let them sleep two days they will die sooner or later anyway but dont worry they will be happy in his own country without a leg while the people will show a finger into them the state give to them paper for beer and some bread with tongue While you give your child for this country the country gives to you Brandy She is Polly she knows how to live she don't go in some 4 stars hotels she is more alike to go in some big house on the Maldive but keep very awake for those guys with that strange color on the skin maybe they forgot to wash themselves Then Polly wake up ¸¸

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Date: 3/12/2019 6:06:00 AM
It is beautiful and sad. It is dreamlike and heavy. Thank you for this poem.
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