A Verbal Mugging | final version

translator:  Caveman1

translated poem: Rozbój słowny (Alina Gołecka) - Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
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Today I think of debauchery
I am such a pig
Hot urge is my mouth property
making wet walls gig

All the plaster has come off
and so has the paint
But I cannot stop the cough
make my neighbour faint

So the neighbour came at last
all quiet, not hot
Did not want to fight so fast
it was all for naught

All in all, I am a good girl
but not for the plaintiff
He will remember me, a churl
saying "no" but "if"


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