4.25.2005

letrillas mías...

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Away they raced
Newell Convers Wyeth
.
.
Mira que ya era hora
que terminara la Cruzada...
.
Ahora tu rey deberá esperar,
tu rey y tu dios y el grial y los moros...
.
Me disculpan pero a mí me toca,
ya es mi turno y no hay excusa...
.
Aquí, bajo mi manto
te espera mi territorio sagrado...
mucho más que listo
para la conquista.
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mmr

2 comments:

Brandon Fibbs said...

I wish I could read your poem, though I think I get the jist. I just wanted to say thanks for all of your encouragement regarding my photography!

Blessings...

Brandon

Monica Morales said...

Hi!
It's such an honor to have you here!!!

Well, what can I say!... I'm just a fan of your work with the camara.

I've already include a link to your blog here.

Thanks for the visit
Mony