(Sonnet with estrambote)
*** I have a green fig tree in my garden,
lush, raspy ... but very loving. This cactus
enough, bit thick
long, sharp, pear and indigestible.
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In my green fig tree has been jealous, I do not care
so dumb that jealousy,
so dumb that jealousy,
and I take good care of their wicked thorns.
Yesterday, I nail one ... the very treacherous.
I no longer spend more on his side. I planted a
I no longer spend more on his side. I planted a
tender lilies in the shadow of my leafy fig tree,
the irrigation water coming down from the banks, glad
is, I'm your figs and figs.
A pear has given me the prickly pear.
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Mellow and tasty, want to keep me happy, and to sow
near from her ...
Mellow and tasty, want to keep me happy, and to sow
near from her ...
my tender and fragrant lilies. Author
Lola **** BB
Lola **** BB
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