FIRST
Water your plants * Poeta De Torres
Mister Big Dire Of Everything ,
with his assistant Don Pilla,
lost in the corridors of a mansion
their villas
Pilla, do not you have plans?
then, for a time here,
not find the toilets and I'm breaking ..
My Lord, do not worry, Sister
below this box,
that comes from auctions,
can leave large talc.
addition, whoever you are, rich
improvisation
keep it between her jewelry and diamond
lemon .. ***
This happens in this world with thousands of millionaires
,
that
all they want is to live, well, many years.
And today, people
normal, ordinary,
are faring very badly to see luxuries are
IN-convert .. ***
A man, poor old,
jumped to the ground crying,
to be weak and lost, because I had no consolation
.
sighs and perquisites, incontinence
La Vara,
raised his face, Father, pleading
save him.
- Thinking of The Kingdom, hidden
of eternal spring -
raised his hands, praying,
be with God, without penalty.
With great sincerity I sing this phrase, full:
let me water your plants with my poor shower!
But at the time, listened to his prostrate
, accurate: First
Waters Yours ...
Well I do not want to die!
Jesus Torres Cabezudo Spain, Alicante, September 5, 2009
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