.No se entiende el menú
pero la salsa abunda.
Soy un gourmet que huele eternamente mal.
Viejas compotas que no dan respiro
al canÃbal que hay en mi
que no es bien recibido en un banquete asÃ.
Se amasan las fortunas, se cargan los bolsillos
de presa seca, de oro fals.
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