Pierre Rausch

Rookie (24.01.1982 / Luxembourg)

A Cup Of Coffee - Poem by Pierre Rausch

Don't you buy a hat, a Paris model
Camouflage to say disaster
Of a bowler gin, with two or three
Genre to
avoid all squash
Feathers would not conceal
Shag your toes to the hips
I invite you to a cup of coffee, if you want to
share time with me
A big latte, an espresso or an tea
What would you like
An afternoon in a Paris Cafe, a warm cup of
Coffee
Pambelam, be babe, pambelam, be babe, pambelam
Evil, when the tears floated for that guy, for
the lipsticks, would you try,
Sick, when the tears floated for that guy, for
the lipsticks, would you try,
Pambelam, shag, shag, shag, pambelam
An afternoon in a Paris Cafe and enjoy a warm
cup of Coffee, and joy in a warm cup of coffee
A three-course meal will stand on the table when
you come home and start a new life,
Even if it hurts, you've got a wear, that fits
with your lipstick and a candlelight dinner
When you come home and try an afternoon, an
afternoon in a Paris Cafe, drink a warm Cup Of Coffee.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 5, 2013


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