he was like cinnamon | Definitive Version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) on był jak cynamon
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Ann Marie Lech
he was like cinnamon
she was like ginger
though nobody
buzzed like that fly
which drowned in a coffee
she was like ginger
though nobody
buzzed like that fly
which drowned in a coffee
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