Blindly in the dark

History perhaps it is similar to a joke,

like a beautiful Rauma lace.

In the same trench as well as rypee

Good Samaritan,

as well as chauvinist.

Who will find a number of its

which breaks the willow rope

Inhuman?

Oh, this writer's whining noises

it breaks my brain spreads to the head.

There is nowhere any friends,

and the enemy paddle worm

ate the eggs. we quenched

the inside of the light of reason

the last. Afterwards only

others feel her up in the dark, darkness

number of blind in trying to

to seize the baton.

We do not have any more old-fashioned

leader does not rise to Ronald Reagan

the saddle. Does not grab the worm Alli

tweezers, not cleaned of parasites

this nation of such.

Old-time in our memories

glows brighter than

it was, not its grandeur can

dim alcohol at all.