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The Finalist

One can be poor without money
And you can feel as lonely
But I?m not the only
My dearest honey

You kwow, You should write a nice poem
Just Like I already did
and soon You will be rid
As by a bluemoon

Yeh first as semi-finalist
Oh yes I became it twice
Everything seems so nice
Dreaming in the mist

Two parts as semi or a half
I?m entirety finalist
who beliefs and exist
Like a stupid calf

And the only fortune I Got
Is my wife and family
Is my life full poetry
So do help me God

Siro Germon


Siro Germon

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15 augustus 2004


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