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Friday, July 23, 2004


T' has made a beautiful Necktie those loans shark,
Urlava the half-naked moglie in front of the Fan
and this was the Change that you had promised to me?
Here, six become the shadow of same you, a wandering Ghost.
It watches this green Postcard, is legal proceedingses? What other has pignorato to us?
But that there you have in the brain? Particles of Sodio in place of the Neurons?
We are remained like two Carciofi, without art neither part.
Enough, you go to us alone to living in that one catapecchia Hexagonal.
Also the house to the auction!
I leave you. Me I go some.
You cannot piu' play neanche the last papers to you, the last Schedina.
And the landlady of the Casachiusa only blinked the door to its shoulders
Leaving those poveraccio in means to the room Thinking next to its misfortunes in front of the shovels Of a silent fan.
Like Don Falcuccio.

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Saturday, July 10, 2004

Giacomino

 

Histories of a lost person,

 

always to rummage in the Cassettonedellaspazzatura

 

where he mended when it rained.

 

Giacomino was his name

 

A vagabond bum.

 

Farraginose words went out of its lips

 

How Flowers benumbed by the cold in the winter.

 

 

A fulminating Gastroenterite

 

he had estranged him from the hotel

 

Where his Dad had placed him father-master.

 

But would you like thing Giacomino?

 

A warm minestrina with the Dadostar

 

As that that was me my mother,

 

before that vagabond criminals

 

they stole me the fornelletto from camping

 

(letterale traduzione maccheronica)