Depicting faces is a thought. Tha pirate kicks every hint of an idea with his wooden leg .. The dizziness inside the head was the outcome of the venomousness. It rains and the glass is filled with water Saturated by Ozone. I didn’t write you a poem , so don’t jot me down as an idea The Maya people walk heartless. Paris wanted to join sophism, so he sought Dewgine, but he didn’t find him , consequently bargained Helen for Troy , The Dawn prayer is three rituals (kneelings ), and I will refill your glass .He said it once and it happened and didn’t simultaneously. The loser gives up all .including the minute triviality. .The wooden ladder is only a few steps shorter than the ivy . You dress in a caprice, and a fit otism strikes you ..Cheers are on the bridge .And down the bridge lies nothing under the sun …The battle is a big loss ..God knows
(veuillez stp traduire le texte, en le plaçant au-dessous du texte anglais, pour ceux qui ne comprennent pas l’anglais et placer dans “poème étranger” merci )