You thought perhaps,
What is a hurricane,
I cut all plums,
Outside, in the garden.
You thought perhaps,
When going to buy bread,
With a strong wind
Purse snatched.
You thought perhaps,
Lying in a hospital bed,
What you hit by a car,
When a guy,
I asked you a light ...
A car with a trailer,
Vile summer wind,
The hurricane, which can hurt many
It was sent from a unit
Because of the fence in the neighborhood,
With contract and "grandfather"
Not for those who love to joke,
Get some money,
And Cigarettes
And the stomach to fill with something.