By : Khairi Janbek
I went to hell and came back
On the way I have lost my track
When Desdemoan appeared from a crack
Put my name with her's on a plaque
She picked me up from the whole pack
saving me altogether from Dante's hack
At a time Moravia's poetry painted in black
When Love at the Time of the Cholera sat on the rack
Seeking my solace in Uncle Tom's shack
In Desdemona's love I shall take all flack
My body and soul already in her sack
If she forgives those words fill of tack.
samedi 27 novembre 2010
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