lajtowo Today, start,
something hurts us, sitting in the heel. Slight
soul is in the morning,
little emptiness, a little hay.
It must therefore be exploited
While thought is young, clean,
two or three poems to write. As the Dunajec agitates
rafter. So
begin a story,
One time he did a barrel cooper.
took one hundred boards, two bars,
Podśpiewywał se - tra-la.
hammer slain, seized the tongs,
with rods made two circles,
pulled them all the boards, zakisił
I had three dogs. Such a thought
inevitable future, our lines
magic burst,
There were bad things.
Someone here unless someone denies
Something got under someone trybikach,
Brain mad dance dray,
AND logic breaks down.
small village, suddenly Prada.
snip! Story! On the two lines! Cat
pozjadał pampers me!
Who's muesli, besides me?
But I know that no one, is not it?
kozakuj not on paper,
not set snare for hedgehogs,
sideward not shit hand
I do not they charge the Faja soft. Stop
buddy, Do not talk so much. Zorro
liked to eat butterflies.
Miro
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