
Message in a bottle ......
Nadie podía inaugurar este foro salvo, él, el más grande, el magnífico, el incomparable trovador del Soberano y el Almax ...... el único Rafaelito
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Pascual !
Ya empiezo a ser personita… he visto las fotos de la web..espectaculares !!
Al llegar a Barcelona..me encontré un mensaje en una botella en la playa…sin rumbo…sin destino…
te la envío por si la quieres publicar…
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“September - It invades nostalgia to me” – Espectácular Sonet Post-Celebration
This year of Great inmobiliarian Crisis and Belgian violations… we are of Capitanía
If these of undertow and you say to your woman estic que em morg
Suddenly !…I think…Ralphaelitto go to see the Web of morosgrocs.org !!
And with tears …returns in my eyes a remember of alegría
The celebrations festered have finished, weight 8 Kilos o más
The broken liver fattened and the damaged fingers of mi mano
And that the peculiar kabilero said to me “s’ acabao el butano”
and the prawns that hoped it ate one of Alfarrás
Sopar of flagships...luxury, the good entrance by all boys and niñas
the Thriller retreat, intoxicating the treasonous Moor
Vater forever without paper, silent professó surrealistic… with paradiñas
I do not want to finalize soneto without to say that in guany
If we wished much it, in nadal 2008 it touches the gordo (fat person)
to us survivors, To the Moors Grocs you desitje “Bon any”
“one naufraguer”