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Myrmidon's holiday


Sweet memories of love,
Yielding of hate,
I wander along Portuguese beaches,
Odissey of mine.

How high is the mountain?,
Shepherd sheep, virtual caviar and
Lots of bitter cream,
Doomed appetizers.

Psilosophy, psilosibylles, antique stories,
Statues of stone and pitty-hairy nightmares
Were the knots of a psyche.

Go Go, beat on chess
Caïn und Babel, coilability,
when reshuffling strings of events.

And now the Mongolink conceals :
I'm no mad !

Pay plum-pudding
Pay plum-pudding.

Pay plum-pudding
Pay plum-pudding.


AB