On my way to the gate I nearly came too late So I went on passing by For a girl who feared to die As I started to run The mission had begun By crossing the street I had someone to meet A bitch from the east Was hunted by a beast She screamed in fear “The monster is near” When I turned around She lied on the ground A cat was I could see
So I asked:
“Madame for this you were calling me?”
Todos los derechos pertenecen a su autor. Ha sido publicado en e-Stories.org a solicitud de René Marczynski. Publicado en e-Stories.org el 06.04.2007.