Photo of a beautiful girl in a skirt.
HER EYES IN THE SHORT SKIRT
I remember a gentle voice in a tube,
I remember sighs under the moon,
Her eyes in a short skirt,
Rest was not given me.
It was not succeeded to win so far,
Only filled everywhere where it is possible cones,
I with destiny play the fool,
And it is with me cat and mouse.
I waited only for the word “yes” in reply,
On a request to give freedom of flesh.
But you told firmly: No,
Having added softly: I not against …
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