Sopore Poem by Pietro Grossi
Sopore
Al fuoco del camino,
Il cane che mi annusa,
La pizza ed un birrino,
Il gatto fa le fusa.
Di fuori stà piovendo,
Il giorno si adsdormenta,
Brilla la fiamma e schiocca,
Stò con la luce spenta.
Il cane si accovaccia,
Il gatto che sbadiglia,
Do' buonanotte al mondo
E abbasso le mie ciglia.
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Friday, February 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: apathy
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