маленькая рецензия на стихотворение
"В Сомалии есть женщина...(There is a woman in
Somalia- Pearls)" <строчка>
http://www.stihi.ru/2002/07/19-756.
Боюсь, она меня не поняла. Оправдываюсь: это реца с добрыми чувствами:-))))
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Ebony Maiden
Made in the tropic of Cancer.
Just sun sweat mood.
Ebony Maiden
Made from the Iron wood.
She must be laid in the tinted dusk,
Cause she ain't be afraid cancer 'n aids.
Ask me why she basks in the sun,
If you need the grade in the grades.
You've just made your black Holy Maiden.
But not her.
She needs no praise.
It's short phrase I merely prayed.