I am from the savory sandwiches, Sweetly devoid of those terrible cronkliches.
I am from the golden, HOT beaches, with those delicious berry-condoo-seeches.
I am from the confetti parades and the bowling arcades, the old-people houses and boogoo serenades.
I am from the clothes I wear also my long voluptuous hair.
I am from my parent’s old sayings like “You start what you finish!” and “Son! Eat that spinach”.
I am from the black checkerboards, ending the game while yearning for more.
But most of all I must say that beyond the beaches and boogoo serenades that I’m from my home, a lystooga naut, my bed, my floor, My ceiling, my couch.
Before I go I think I must say “Boogatenguroknarbengay!”
I am from the golden, HOT beaches, with those delicious berry-condoo-seeches.
I am from the confetti parades and the bowling arcades, the old-people houses and boogoo serenades.
I am from the clothes I wear also my long voluptuous hair.
I am from my parent’s old sayings like “You start what you finish!” and “Son! Eat that spinach”.
I am from the black checkerboards, ending the game while yearning for more.
But most of all I must say that beyond the beaches and boogoo serenades that I’m from my home, a lystooga naut, my bed, my floor, My ceiling, my couch.
Before I go I think I must say “Boogatenguroknarbengay!”
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