ANNA 3

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pelegrino
pelegrino
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EDELTRAUD 3 =>> THE PSYCHOBITCH => THE AVENUE

Athens (Patision Avenue)
Wednesday morning
24/12/2014

ANNA 3

If you wonder who is Anna,
she's a whore from distant Ghana,
and an immigrant illegal
she's in Greece,
she's about twenty five
and she's glad to be alive,
she's as free as a white seagull
in a bliss.

In this cold the dangers thrive,
so in order to survive,
she adores the passers by,
grubbing cock,
though her customers are yucky,
I just wish her to be lucky,
as I take my leave to fly
to Belle Époque.

She is sweet, she looks so cutie,
she's a veritable black beauty,
I would fuck her out of duty,
only if…
I didn't have so many worries
with the Labor and the Tories,
crushing like two crazy lorries
on my stiff.

All you fucking politicians,
plebian born pseudo-patricians,
celebrating the season
of good will,
singing falsely your "hosanna",
you're not worth a fuck with Anna,
she gets dirty for this reason,
that's her deal.

Whether Labor or Tory,
it's the same fucking story,
they are having festive season,
we are not,
Merry Christmas, pretty Anna,
let us fuck the same bwana,
in our needy festive treason,
change love spot.

pelegrino
pelegrino
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