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  • The brown pumpkin

    The brown pumpkin

     

     

     

    The brown pumpkin

    And its thick round stomach

    Lives in the vegetable garden

    Without no friendship

    The remainder of its days

    The end of  its loves

     


    Netting our destinies

    of their roots crossings

    To hopeless another one similar

    Hide him the sun

    Its neighboring nettles

    Bad company

    Trying to choke him

    The humiliating of irony

     


    Let neglected

    San even an old cardboard

    In the bottom of the garden

    All close to the basin

    And the sap left

    Its dead roots

     


    The winter arrived

    On the tip of feet

    Bringing the chilly

    The kiss and cracks

    Rains that make sleet

    For that sounds the knell

     


    The old round pumpkin

    Feet in ices

    Express regrets

    In spite of its simple-minded air

    He knows that he is going to die

    Without can have tasted

    Some of pleasures

    That men created