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when God created love He didn't help much
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey
He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high and when He created suicide
He was low
when He created you lying in bed He knew what He was doing He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountains and the sea and fire at the same time
He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.

Um comentário:

manfred disse...

ho mirato mucho... tu seguramente quieres uno poema elo que tu ha escrito con el corazon y sentimento...

I'm waiting you knew the best poema you had