The nectarine
this morning, the greengrocer
always to fall to the ground
one of my nectarines,
the greengrocer told me
"Excuse sir, it is now
change, "but I refused
,
not seem fair to change a nectarine
by a fall, a fall
alone
I who suffered so much ...
Madrid.
The cover
American Express and street price,
cultural capital, we the English
the bear and the strawberry tree, thirty years of peace,
glass and aluminum, plasma and polyurethane, was born in this house
Lope de Vega, and written
accidentally in pentameter: "Thanks to King arrived democracy"
....................... in small print,
....................... Native rats and cashiers Ecuadorian
....................... lavatrices laborers and six hundred euros,
....................... Angelica x Eduardo, live the Republic
....................... stabs and syringes, whores and painted
....................... while calculated free verse
....................... the police ask the Moroccan
....................... "Show me the documentation."
The cover
American Express and street price,
cultural capital, we the English
the bear and the strawberry tree, thirty years of peace,
glass and aluminum, plasma and polyurethane, was born in this house
Lope de Vega, and written
accidentally in pentameter: "Thanks to King arrived democracy"
....................... in small print,
....................... Native rats and cashiers Ecuadorian
....................... lavatrices laborers and six hundred euros,
....................... Angelica x Eduardo, live the Republic
....................... stabs and syringes, whores and painted
....................... while calculated free verse
....................... the police ask the Moroccan
....................... "Show me the documentation."
"He could die at seven months old, when he was sleeping and knocked him over Faustina, a Swiss cow that confused me , with a pillow. Later he became a dog worthy of Circus World, jumping fences, ran through the ring or picked impossible that we were losing balls in the pediments. He stood like a mime as he said "Geldi hor" ... Never stepped on a field, much as a ball dropped. It was waiting for me, without a leash or schedule, just off Madrid's supermarkets. What dog, I say. A crack.
"For this dog I pay you the money you want," I offered several times.
"I would sell it now," I said I, "but he did not sell."
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