I wrote this poem sometime post my dinner while I was waiting for my hubby to return home from work...
san the don
is now with 2 horns
wed to a beauty
whom he calls cutie
takes care of her like a father
which can be denied by none other
she makes excellent tea
trying to prove her culinery beauty
she now waits for the don to return home
to make her feel living in rome...
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nice poem cutieeeeeeeee.........
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