Daniel Medvedov

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loquent

A Poem

Madrid
2015

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'Oak, Oak
Croak, Croak
Thanks Theo-Sap
For saving plap
Plop and plap
Jump a tire
Tie your Dunlop
Thanks for help
Thank you for love
I will do great promise
I take a stop-Top
To my great destination
No folly
Only Latin Zen
Thanks Aladdin
Thanks my neighbor
Thanks Poet
My Francisco Pino
By spinning so fine
Fresh Linen network
I am the king of Hus
I'm out Mus
I am the own Minos
The wine Patmos
I'm David Guss
Wandering Jew
Which told
I am an elephant
The singing sing
Deep Cante Hondo
Profound moment
Real Flamenco
Ideal Crane
Thank my God
Gimme, gimme Two
Two moments ready
I pay my taxes
Believe me, my love
Save me Cork
Firewood riding
My pure game
Smoke cloud swear
I do not fish more
Or flies, or wedges
I am a tadpole
I am a dry toad

Foolish and meteque

I'm not going to fish
I will not row
I'll take Saadi
Call me Naadi
I am a hermit
I 1000Arepas
Cheese Torondoy
I go there I got
As the mouse
The Fabulon
I'll tell you
Partly in French
Elegant art
Hear my language
I speak my Greek
I'm a blind toad
I am dumb
I mean
Through gestures
I hate incest
OH Oedipus Rex
Guess young
Are you my gray?
Or you are, - you, gay?
A big rat
It seems an ox
He decided one day
Remove its tail
The world of law
And cry - "May-Day!"
French "M`Aidz!"
English "Help Me!"
In language rooster
'! Kikki-RRIKIKKI!
Could you helping me?
'! Ajutor! - He shouted
He expressed in Romanian
META EIMI, METAKEIRY!
He said in Greek
He said blind
He made the great knot
It seemed dumb
Old Samurai
Ay Ay !! !! !! Ay Ay Ay !!!
A member of the Budo

Reader Bushido
Sable Two Sky
Liang Tien
In Chinese
OR NITEN
In Japan
Toad guapetn
Beardless Batracion
Loco Bolondrn
Zorro astutn
Under the duvet!
Stop! - Grin said I-Youre stealing the camera!
It's my turn, Oak, let me show off -do not have much?
-Sorry, Grin, is holding me the spirit of poetry and not me
loose. . .Ya'm Better. . . I'll shut up. . . Oak cry.
Suddenly, The Spirit of the Beehive Poetry rushed
Cat Head Grin and eventually the cat-feline
Miaolandia, also began to declaim:
I am the tough cat
French Ghetto
I am a stubborn
I am a raw fruit
And who are you?
I'm loose rat
I'm De La Fontaine
Location cheese
Red, Dutch
To retire
The world let go
I am a hermit
I am not learned
I am not sodomite
I'm not gomorrita
I am only a mouse
I called Manolo
I do not want hassles
Far from the beasts
As my cheese
Thin as bone
But I do not agree
From my mother I am
The only birth
I do not want them
Do not touch door
I do not give my cheese
I'm not bidding

I hear no demand
I'm not a traveler
I'm not cheesemaker
I'm worth anything
Not worth a cheese
I do not deserve a weight
I can not hear your prayer
Only dressing
My meager meal
Arriving in Agra
I'm not giving
Neither Kandahar
(For they bring the antidote from Iraq, the victim of the snake,
and I had the "Heart-Attack")
I am the wiser
I serve "al dente"
Patent macaroni
Tente-in-pie
Stay
Tente-Back
Stop. . .
Travelers arrive
A request something
A cheese crude
The blessed mouse
Just a bit
But the Great Rat
He refused to donate
He would not give
Neither opening
Your full remittance
Where hid
Round cheese
Smelling piece
Indecent monk. . .
I'll say it in French
In Dutch
No, better Finnish
Or Calabrian
Or in Japanese
Or gatones
Or in Welsh
IF you retired
IF saved CHEESE
BREAK YOUR PIECE
MUCH YOUR PART

YOUR ART OFFER

SHARE YOUR SCIENCE
WITHOUT SELFISHNESS
OF pushy
Elitism not
OF eloquent poet