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Ni får nu nöjet att läsa min första dikt någonsin. Jag skrev den idag på jobb och den handlar om hur Saras dator gick sönder. Jag reserverar mig för alla stavfel etc.
It was in the end of November, on a Saturday night
Not a creature was stirring, Not even a Knight
'twas in a humble apartment, some friends in a room
The setting was calm, though drinks were consumed
A cheerful mood, with music and laughs
'til a girl came, with a very fat ass
She wanted to sit, by the couch with the best
But on the table, 'twas a beverage on rest
With drunken legs, and consciosness flawed
She went for the couch, with results not applaud
The liqour was spilt, and with the sound like a bell
The disaster was there, and there was no more Dell
The friends all tried drying, with no success
The computer was dying, oh .. What a mess.
Not a creature was stirring, Not even a Knight
'twas in a humble apartment, some friends in a room
The setting was calm, though drinks were consumed
A cheerful mood, with music and laughs
'til a girl came, with a very fat ass
She wanted to sit, by the couch with the best
But on the table, 'twas a beverage on rest
With drunken legs, and consciosness flawed
She went for the couch, with results not applaud
The liqour was spilt, and with the sound like a bell
The disaster was there, and there was no more Dell
The friends all tried drying, with no success
The computer was dying, oh .. What a mess.
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