torek, 02. september 2014

A poem #3

we were out there one fun night
you asked if I want to dance
I left my jacket at the table
then dancig was all I was able

forgot the jacket at that table
it was late, I had to leave
before we realized it was gone
it was taken by some filthy thieve

then one day
damn, I still remember it
I was sitting next to you
and some friend that you brought with
drinking coffee and some tea
then you gave me the car key

told me to go look inside
I did just as you told me to do
why was that then I did't knew
I now have a jacket, black, brand new

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