I can not sleep at night, snivelled for the friend into the cuff.
I don't know what for me is, but it is tiring. she is guilty.
Please, undress and open your lips - a friend suggested.
Dislocating the wisdom tooth for him laughed:
you have that's all from memory. New pain is short-lived.
Only a small trace will remain. now you can start thinking
about good inplant, but it is other problem.
But... why to undreess? - asked quietly.
Fully dressed so that too firmly you perspire, I can not stand
the smell sweat, a friend said serving fish for him from
microwave... not fresh...
More humorous poem. Curiously in it he is happening, therefore it is worthwhile reading.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very difficult to understand where you are coming from.