x Elf of the Wood
Look nano ... not really ...
not grudge you, me
you have it, what can you do
cowardly your height you are presented
every morning to remind you that you are closer to the floor to the sky
to hell where you go, that at no paradise
, no limbo for dwarfs
recognizes there is a fault if we are primordial
in his image that I want to say that God has his feet stuck to the ass?
you know, had to be relaxed but not
ce la faccio, cazzo!
lo sei e lo sarai
maligno che orini nelle tazze di caffè delle macchinette automatiche
signore dei semafori gialli
abitatore della cassette postali
sei tu che rosicchi i fili del mio alternatore?
e smettila di fissarmi il ginocchio
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