Ringworm Under The Breast Area

HELLO, MOM

Hi Mom, how are you all?, "Dad, as always
locked in his paintings? Give it a kiss. You
, tired, always worried about everyone, not
rest. At the end I did not keep get a maid.
Soccer was not my thing. With the mud you had to clean
all.
Me? pulling. Yes, as all but
see me so thin. I am not the child of Biafra
you took half a lifetime throwing up
orange juice.
work well, swallowing shit,
from catching cold and weight. If you did not.
be studied. I keep a beard, yes, I know I'm more handsome
shave, but that does not highlight
both my eyebrows that look like two cats lying down.
The house, well, if you know but arranged
clean and decent. No ironing board, do not mind going
wrinkled. How are you going to wear clothes?
me and make do.
She kisses my sisters, one of my nephews.
And Grandma. Me and goes, I'm so off.
But tell me, I'm still your child, right?
remember every day how you spent hours scratching
scar. You see, with everything you've done for me
and that's what I agree.
Nothing, Mom. Just today I needed
. One of these days I spend. I swear
kisses dad, to see if it comes out of the boxes.

this poem belongs to the cult book "Verses in the desert"
Zephyr my colleague has devised a version of it for the first Sunday of May.
and I promise to be grateful

Hi Mom, how are you all?, "Dad, as always
buried in garlic, right? Give it a kiss. You
, tired, always worried all, not
rest. At the end I did not keep get a maid.
Soccer was not my thing. And the ping pong is not lived.
With the mud you had to clean at all
porculo and I gave the balls.
Me? pulling. Yes, as all but
see me so thin. I'm not the boy who took away half my life
acting up since I woke up not wanting
mouthful of anything.
work well, swallowing shit, at least not step
lame cold or weight. If you did not. Haber
studied a competition. I keep a beard, yes, I know
I'm more handsome shaving, but you know
never endured the smoothness of the shave.
The house, well, clean but do not know if arranged
and decent. No ironing board, but I manage
to not go very wrinkled. How are you going to wear clothes? Already
I managed.
She kisses my brothers, another grandmother. I already
worth, I'm so off.
But tell me, I'm still your child, right?
remember the day you left
seeing mourn over the wall recess, all morning.
You see, with everything you have done for me
and that's what I agree.
Nothing, Mom. Just today I needed
. One of these days I spend. I swear.
She kisses Dad to see if he emerges from his garlic.

thanks, made me very excited.
Zephyr blog HERE

And Antoine Lamarck, from his blog "A PLACE FROM LOST" adds this game with a version where the emotion and feeling are very latent

Hi Mom, how are you all?, here
dad is learning to use the Internet, do not worry you get your kisses,
Tu always concerned about everyone,
now resting. Do not have time to get a maid.
Soccer was not my thing. The patch in the tracksuit
you had to sew at all.
Me? pulling. If, as all but
see me so thin. I'm still like that little boy who always repeated

if there lentil dish.
work well, swallowing shit, but only
work. You always you said
Not everyone is going to be lawyers.
Now I have a beard, yes, I know I'm more handsome
shaved, but you know me, I'm pretty left
.
The house, well, not me who
cleaner but neat and decent. No ironing board, rather than
shirts, I can not take them wrinkled. Who
I am going to take my clothes?
me and make do. Kisses
of my sisters, grandparents and you
husband. To me and I better, since you're not,
I've become so detached.
But tell me, I'm still your child right?
I remember many nights when I put "bad" and you
always by my side, so much what
have done for me, I can not forget. Just
mom. Just today I needed yesterday
I pass by the cemetery to bring flowers
center, like every year.
not worry, I'm giving him the kiss
father of your hand, now that we have become
surfer.

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