Players Keepers Losers Weepers | final version

translator:  Caveman1

translated poem: Się gra, się ma (skup_palet) - Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
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I notified fleas and lice
Sell myself as scrap(not nice!)
So I push my wheelbarrow
It brings nothing but harrow
Can't afford the smarty smarts
I'll get smart with other parts:
Think of Agatha's advance
Can not bear my continence
Something pushes me, oh mum!
Something pulls me by my bum
Oh, my dad!Oh, my sister!
When I turn I am no twister
Wheel of fortune is for me
I'll be first for you to see
So I aim at metal scrap
The rest is silence, that's that!


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