Poesía

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Flake I, doghead of blue,

Eating the pink crocodile,

He who minches and swats the lions,

Clipping the ears of every fool,

Juckatoo crimped with an empty spool,

Dogeared so fleet, he spat a pool,

His toe was doog, his flack monotoned,

Mind of his cloud, kwak-flipped a quad.

Stamp of the spack, she plopped a gok,

Stoop was the brain, breeting a koop,

Sopukatame dreeped a pog,

Nogatakeeta som pagaret!

 

Stapatakachi stop top-aboot,

Slinketta foodo ig jokabu,

Bleepacooto slack doodapip,

Stamperadiski pichudaradu!

 

 

 

Boot a pig!

Hog a boot?

Thus is the strange universe, no?

 

No custard?  Why no gok adood it?

Patter the spatter of coolapoldi.

 

 

 

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