Christian is no more' ... and 'flew with its gull few years ago 'and this
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his memory by the poetry of "Christ"
am tired now Lord, let me sit in the shade of your home:
"noiarti we would say:
makes me home 'a bit' in the shadow of 'asa your
said a guy' n ar purman fund 'he wore Abetone
I fo' the bu'ee I will ri'opro, who said 'T his sfondone?
Glier such co'lla ir grizzled beard whose name was' rest.
He said all ministries, but without the 'r rosary' n hand
glieran all litanies of "phenomena" but what I 'orpi more' was Isau '
corrected and that' TASKS glue "bean" red and blue '.
I met him right there quer rogue blessed
the laughter that was done, I was just a boy ... .. He was already
co'lla painter 'red uella Padua,
There were invited me to Montecchio Jade and already tatin;
was' r Dudde old dog and Agamemnon ir Ragnoni,
drink a bunch of "cats" and the beautiful tortorone,
that I was used to vedè tant'animali and said to myself: Executioner
are on the ark of Noah 'or the Zoo of Pistoia!?
Of them yet po'oe sandiede sur "Pania" a haven of shoes
ar "Mosceta" and is sent to swollen feet!
Either party Carnovale? 'I told you he or Meioli or if you? From
t'eri masked dancer, 'olla beard and ir tutu!
And then leave purmino heart and a carboy of Prataglia Badia:
everything nice .. nature .. but you dinner!? .. or Anna!
Passaniti the years and one night the excitement of the "Gu" made you a sobbarzà?! O Christ po'n
sounded a wall (born Rebecca .. the ..) But you
sie, thou wast sleeping and then you said bona ... tomorrow we'll see!
for you 'r world was poetry, t'aggiustavi a little' r Fiocchino
and looked like a professor matemati'oo Latin
some daughters who ar today's world yet if they knew ERI graduate
more you of those who had 'r doctorate!
Like any self-respecting mortal 'uarche Vorta t'incazzavi and lit 'r you Cicchini,
n'ingiustizie a certain tolerances, but wanted to make a mess!
M'arri'ordo you the phrase "then you you the war"!
a way to rack a little 'playful pe'r ave peace' on earth!
'ow you roam Vorta glue "Fiatti" greenish: zur
in Arno, then to the ship and your delightful "Annottieri' endorse ';
Cor Luschi you to shine and my heart trusted Paparella
Then rowing regattas de' Rioni and if 'r green color rack victory was more beautiful!
Under tower dell'Upezzinghi table with steak,
permanent position with the next ar Tucci Barbara and Rebecca. The cutlery
Twas a bone of prasti'ae are you there vorzero steel
touched me 'nda FROR the facts and a lack anything you portiedi yet' r spoon! The
you 'usual jokes, drink a mug of Pagliosa, you did
Doppo du' Peat and a bit 'tired go to sleep.
the Piaggio Group of Advisers Lugnano always a little 'n gorfato, but
domeni'a you dinner and you are relieved from Marta!
Finally, ir you group, you circle of friends most sincere,
Bea, the Oriana, only missing 'r President' Annottieri ! .. Then return
ar 'r big heart that you had
and perhaps a little' tired and you certainly knew,
you have finished reading and say that you SIEI asleep ....
But as you see there ... ... you left
I saw six "flying" ... ... ... ... ....
you flew with wings of a seagull ... maybe I just had to do ...
was a bit 'that awaits you, you've finally achieved your old ir with sea ..
makes me home 'a bit' in the shadow of 'asa your
Moral:
- you said it was "funny" but ... There are the "diffi'ortà
- you've gone 'n hurry without even greeting;
- I hope' he you think again, 'he returns you to make a Giratina
- I know' .. a 'Apatin "
- if it then makes a right ', know that every morning Armenian
- look n'della bua mail ..." Armenian write a' artolina "!
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