Métro Parisien - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
I am traveling without ticket
At the legal parts of your body.
I am empty- moneyless
I shall purchase you by heart.
Alas! Ring at ring finger
Understand that some uncultured
Has purchased you.
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