Two Beautiful Ladies of Saturday
Two Beautiful Ladies of Saturday
Today, on the walk home, I saw two ladies
It was a very wonderful view. Hmm. Women
Two black ladies. Both amazing. Lives memory
Living memory. I mean it. Nice ladies. Top Two
Two different ladies, but one. Hmm. Can you feel?
Hmm. They were standing in the middle of the road
On the sidewalk island. I saw their smiles. Watched me
Hmm. From afar, with smiles. A guy. He drank a beer
This beer is one of my favourites. Debrowe. Polish
Hmm. Polish and Hungarian are friends. I love them
Part of people. Polish friendship is always good, and helps
My favourite is Polish beer. But why? Hmm. Love them
Hmm. But get back. To reality. But from my heart, I loved this beer
Hmm. Loved all the Polish beer. Warka, Perla. The rest. Lives. Okocim
I am drinking on the road. After work. When I go home.
It’s not allowed. Police said. I know. But feeling. Hmm. Beautiful
The beer was alcohol free..
I love walking in Wembley. Fantastic place. My home. In England
I am a European. Hungarian. Hmm. Interesting. I have two hearts
Back to the poem. Hmm. Yes. Two ladies. I walked home
Today, only half a shift was. Saturday. I was happy. Walk. Morning
Walking on one of the roads of Wembley. Two ladies watched me.
I felt. Hmm. A drinker. Beautiful smiles. Two ladies. Naturals. Blacks.
They crossed the road. Walked in front of me. Two phenomenons
Fine slim. One of. Delicate roundness. The other. Hmm. Ladies
Walked. Both. In front of me. Shapes. Fanatics. Legs. Fanatics.
One of them was in a miniskirt. Oh, both. One of them was in a long jacket
Lovely lines, auras, ankles. Oh, yes. I needed to kneel. In front of them
Yes. For. Kiss the legs. Two beautiful virgins. Black virgins. Magnetics
Hmm. This happened yesterday. This poem is from yesterday. Finish just now
I slept. Tired. I drank. A lot. Finish the poem now. But I remember. The virgins
And the others
Yes
Very interesting
The mirror
Hmm
Yesterdey
When I left the station
I walked on the High Street
From Wembley Central Station
Two beautiful ladies called me
Two incredible, amazing ladies
Black ladies. They invited me
Event. Church. Christian life
Flyer. Time. Date. Today.Yesterday
I didn’t go there. Mistake. Hmm. Yes
I feel pain. In my heart. I lost hearts
I was invited. By virgins. Hmm
I chose alcohol. Leave me! Oh, my crime!
Where are the virgins?
All of them are gone
Hmm
Two times two
Ladies
The mirrors
Calling
Virgins
It's morning now
7:55
Opening my brother's shop
I go to buy
A big bottle of cider
This is
My life
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