zamknij ryj glupia obronczynio dydy melki,
twoja poezja przypomina smrod wielki,
brzydkie mlode suki za gp sie oddawaja,
mysla ze hlvle kasa sraja,
niestety, szczyle za male cycki maja,
gdy je wszyscy widza, nawet raty spod thais sraja,
wiec mloda przymknij sie, bo bedzie DED
mmmmmmmmmmmm poezja
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bemko'
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