Ballad #5 - Poem by Aziz Akrish
Oh my love, oh Jessica,
you have no replica,
and you are sweet as angelica.
I will buy you a bunny,
with my pocket money.
lets eat some margarita,
and then I will pick up for you the flowers of Rosita.
It pains me that you are far away,
I hope you do not guide me astray,
but I won't grip you away nor muddle your day!
Everyday I get hit by a spear,
metaphorically describing my pain,
can you cohere?
My agenda is to meet you,
I hope not to meet another contender,
I will be your defender! !
Oh my love, Oh Jessica,
You are way beautiful than Elisha!
I want to kiss you like french,
Touch what is under the garments,
And kiss thou on thy neck.
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