Adult though stories should be listen to kids that are growing,
Admonishingly needs some kind of brutalization of the story told.
On the other side, it is imperative that words like sun of a bitch Alternatively,
its many variants are demystified in time to avoid fight and murder.
Boys, I know many hores, I prefer the archaic term, and most of them,
I tell you, some are better mothers than women of any kind or title.
What those girls do is no easy job for them, you hear, so don’t be afraid,
And if you one day crosswalk with one you better treat like a lady maid
She may be a junky, a thieve or a violent person,socan the bartender
Therefore, our mother was no hoar and if it was it never ceased to be ours.
Life is such short path, its sudden brusquenesses
Should stay away from emotionalized postures,
As love is always damp into repulsive moistures
The tail must not wag the dog, love is tenderness’s.
Admit that pleasure is short
Children grow fast
Old people endure the silver line days
Where they can teach the old ways.
- Autor: Mera Gente (Seudónimo) ( Offline)
- Publicado: 16 de diciembre de 2013 a las 09:13
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- Categoría: Carta
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