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Posted by
elevennap
at
12:20
21 Nov 2012
Tanuld meg, hogy nem leszel több,
mint egy üres tégely, mit teleönt
a bárgyúk mosolya,
a söntés korsója,
a döntés kételye,
a lusták kényelme,
a haragvók rőt szeme,
a börtönrács retesze,
a feleség ölebe,
a szerető hű öle,
s mégis porzik az alja.
Te vagy az alja.
Vagy szeretjük magunk?
Ez esetben a feleség hű ölébe
börtönözted ölebed,
hálát adtál, hogy a
söntés koporsója
a haragvók kényelmének
bárgyú székhelye.
A döntés tégely-e?
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