.Mi primera mujer era una arpa,
Pero, muchacho,
El punto del gazpacho.
Joder si lo tena,
Se llamaba... Digamos que Sofa.
Un mal da
Me puso las maletas
A los pies de la estatua, de un poeta,
Que esta, inmortalizado,
En su glorieta.
Despus de, no se asombren,
.
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