In my homeland made to test catapults and traps
lives that sort of woman I love.
Ah how springs from the shy morning my wife
wound in his childhood by the least thought sea
by the sea platicador and superb that deposed not hope
against certain chaotic virginidades.
Ah how comes my wife which preserved in a bag
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Oh how looks my wife's voracious pores where give appointment
on certain evenings burned by the tedium flamboyanes
Ah how serves my woman warrior and acechada
populated with wet snakes
it relieve large dusty beasts
Ah how committed my wife who lives without notify me
earn the bread with the flush of the people
Director of large flames love poems slave
meagre teacher fleeing desperate
to know the pregnancy of my mother.
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