.De nio no me gustaban los libros ni las sotanas
Ni salir en procesin,
Era tan desobediente como el viento de poniente,
Revoltoso y juguetn,
En vez de mirar pal cielo
Me puse a medir el suelo que me tocaba de andar,
Y nunca segu al rebao,
Porque ni el pastor ni el amo eran.
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