Stripping And Tripping Poem by Ludovik Celaj

Stripping And Tripping



It's been surrendered,
the ticket of glory,
to the chamber's;
of thee 'don't you worry'
all behind left in sorry,
pushed up high;
as high to holly,
bounced the kick,
in air volley,
huge is the can,
of inventory.

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Ludovik Celaj

Ludovik Celaj

Hot-M.E Madhe/Shkoder, Albania
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