I’m loosing you my the best muse
So who is the next - will set my fuse?
This light New Year
Will it be lucky fair?
Of magic melting Snow White
And her 7 slaves might
By the last passionately kiss
Which apple does she miss?
To eat it in a hurry
But you never worry
About that I’m loosing you my muse
Sorry for abuse
Forever that is all
© Copyright: Ольга Нью, 2011
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