This time she hates you

She bakes your thirtieth birthday cake,
You tell her you must hit the road;
She starts to rage but pulls the brake,
Drops to her knees and takes your load.
It's not the way that she submits,
It’s but a wisdom that she follows;
This time she hates you so she spits,
Although normally she swallows.


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По-моему, хорошо. Ловко и складно, хоть и на чужом языке.

Сергей Елисеев   28.02.2023 11:37     Заявить о нарушении