Oct 24, 2012, 1:31 PM

Бримки... 

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                                                Бримки...

 

                                               Черна котка е нощта,

                                               по  улицата бавно стъпва.

                                               Дере по моята врата

                                               и в кревата ми се вмъква.

                                               Стихчетата в мен плете -

                                               сутринта с тях закусва...

 

                                               Плетачка сляпа е нощта,

                                               бримки- римички изпуска...

 

 

                                                                                 20.10.2012 год.

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