Midnight comes,
So go to bed.
Don't want to sleep?
OK, decapitate.
Like doing things?
We needn't you.
Want to realise?
Oh, do you really want to sue?
Be honest, baby,
And then we lie.
Be silly, satisfy me,
And we say: "Bye".
Stop talking, please, –
Talk broadens mind,
But we don't want this,
Don't you find?
окт 2012
Midnight comes...
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