4 Responses to this post

1. El Che on February 17th, 2010 13:16

   Am o poezioara la tema:

   Afara ninge linistit, I
   Iar pe zapada moale,
   Cu un cutit infipt in gat,
   Sta sora mea mai mare.

   De lustra tata-i spanzurat,
   In soba arde mama,
   Sub brad – bunelu impuscat,
   Iar eu… ma tai cu lama.

   va_distrug Reply:
   February 18th, 2010 at 15:55

   Poezia suna astfel:
   Afara-i frig si-nnourat
   Si-n soba arde mama
   De lustra tata-i spinzurat
   Si eu ma tai cu lama

   In frigider , in sac de-un chil
   sta relaxat bunicul,
   Si din bunica a mai ramas
   un deget si buricul :P

2. Ilie333 on February 18th, 2010 01:28

   :d :d :d =))

3. 2_monroe on February 18th, 2010 23:48

   Mr.and Mrs Smith dupa cina de revelion…..incercind s incalzeasca un pic atmosfera:d/ :d

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