Saturday, February 6, 2010

Y TU MAMA TAMBIEN IN LONDON TOWN

IT TAKES HALF LIFE
TO BE A JOURNALIST
OR SOMETIMES EVEN NONE
IT TAKES A FULL LIFE
TO BE A POET
IT TAKES TWO LIVES
AND MORE
TO BE A POET
HOW MANY LIVES
TO BE HUMAN?
SAD SARCHASMS ARE WRITTEN IN FIASCO!
HUMAN COMES WITH DESIRES
LIKE NAPOLEON DESIREE
IN THE PAST
OR IN FUTURE
LET THE PHONE RING
IF YOU ANSWER THE WHOLE THING
YOU RUIN IT
THEN YOU ASK
WHAT IS WRONG?!
SO HANG ON
OR HANG UP
AND STAY COURSE.
RINGS ALWAYS RINGING
I KNEW A RING
WHO EVEN WITHOUT RINGS
WAS RINGING
FORGET THE FAVORITES
O SPANIARD!
LET'S GO TO
HEAVEN'S BIG MOUTH
WHAT IS THE JOURNEY ALL ABOUT?
THE UNPREDICTABLE SILLY
MOVE OVER FROM MY PICTURES,MAN!
IN NEOLOGY
OR REAL WORD,
IF THERE IS ANY
LET'S ALL MOVE TO HEAVEN MOUTH!
MAMACITA!
OH MAMACITA!

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