Cím: Dalok
Írta: Safiya Carson - 2021. 10. 02. - 12:15:15
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Cím: Re: Dalok
Írta: Safiya Carson - 2021. 10. 02. - 12:16:15
Őszi éjszakán A szél ha hűvös éjszakákon Lehűti mámoros fejem, A te hideg, utolsó csókod, Az jut eszembe énnekem. Hiába száll agyamra mámor S virrasztok annyi éjszakát, Mindig érzem annak a csóknak Halálos, dermesztő fagyát. Ajkad akkor tapadt ajkamra Utólszor... aztán vége volt... Talán tavasz sem volt azóta, Az egész világ néma, holt... Mikor a szél fülembe súgja, Hogy csóknak, üdvnek vége van, A sírból is életre kelnék: Zokognék, sírnék hangosan!...
Cím: Re: Dalok
Írta: Safiya Carson - 2022. 06. 01. - 20:18:48
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Cím: Re: Dalok
Írta: Safiya Carson - 2022. 11. 22. - 22:16:17
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel, You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch, You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel! You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, Your heart's an empty hole, Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch, I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole! You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, You have termites in your smile, You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch, Given a choice between the two of you'd take the seasick crocodile! You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch, You're the king of sinful sots, Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch, You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce! You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch, With a nauseous super "naus"!, You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch, Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots! You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, You're a nasty wasty skunk, Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch, The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"!