You Are All in Frozen Food | final version
translated poem:
Cała jesteś w mrożonkach (pu_erh)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
(a male text)
You served me once cold feet
All trembling up, my sweet
So tempting are those thrills,
I chattered: "More of chills!"
When you left the icy heaps
I was given loads of creeps
Shook as jelly altogether
When J.Mole forcasts the weather
From your face I scraped the rime
Heating bodies: yours with mine
But you keep resistant still
For some treat heat with ill will
Really, seems to me, my sweet
You should give a break with it!
I took matters in my hands
Adding fuel, so it brands
Hot bath, cold drink I took up
My sweet, you'll be shaken up
So she's melted in the end
Leaving wet stain to amend
You served me once cold feet
All trembling up, my sweet
So tempting are those thrills,
I chattered: "More of chills!"
When you left the icy heaps
I was given loads of creeps
Shook as jelly altogether
When J.Mole forcasts the weather
From your face I scraped the rime
Heating bodies: yours with mine
But you keep resistant still
For some treat heat with ill will
Really, seems to me, my sweet
You should give a break with it!
I took matters in my hands
Adding fuel, so it brands
Hot bath, cold drink I took up
My sweet, you'll be shaken up
So she's melted in the end
Leaving wet stain to amend
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