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Cioburi de pulover cu dungi calorifer

In poezii sa ne-mpuscam sau in injurii sa ne pupam?

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Paradoacsa


Poezia mereu şchioapǎ

Dar mereu cǎlare

Pe mii de picioare

Ca un miriapod

Mergând pe apǎ.

Scrijelit de merimeriquitecontrary undeva pe la 1:47 PM
Din ciclul: Arborescenta, Clipite, Concluzii cu ochelari de cal

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

ne place :P

2:31 PM

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