Me Reaching Thirty | final version
translated poem:
Stuknęła mnie trzydziestka (~bazz)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
Something went wrong with my time meter
Sweated out and was a job eater
Today at dawn I call it a day
I start thus a new life, so to say
I quit with this cyber sex foregone
No more cams and stupid texts, all gone
From now on I will be an old man
For whom nearly all may be a ban
Early to bed and early to rise
For me partying is no longer nice
Seventy years more waiting for me
Now at thirty I can clearly see
Sweated out and was a job eater
Today at dawn I call it a day
I start thus a new life, so to say
I quit with this cyber sex foregone
No more cams and stupid texts, all gone
From now on I will be an old man
For whom nearly all may be a ban
Early to bed and early to rise
For me partying is no longer nice
Seventy years more waiting for me
Now at thirty I can clearly see
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