I come from the puppy
Recorded on a Txirri album, Mirri eta Txiribiton: “I come from Errenteria with the puppy, give four cubes to do. Behold, uncle, rejoice, I have done a big, beautiful and fat shit.”
Well, we hear them warm. I have always been very fond of these brown issues, perhaps because as a child our great-grandfather Generosa, after the end of the charlatan session, made me aware of the result and, after a while, gave very strict opinions: "These little boxes of today! The boy goes a little quickly… Let’s see if there are worms…”. It also belongs to: “The Pope also wears the cheap fart.”
When, as a young man, we went out into the sea by boat, we all jumped into the water if a colleague, Hippies, threw us a piece. I prepared the perpetuos: I wanted to go back to the boat a little bit and I still threw in pestilence. Her so-called gaseous substance was stuck to her clothes if she caught her in clothing.
The mountain is accompanied by my daughter's Gustabo dog. She loves cows oiled feces. He's lying on top and rubbing. Go home, with the windows open from the car, even if it's cooler. If I'm ever stopped by the Ertzaines, you'll see the need for a new smoke control test.
We owe great favors to fools. According to the old myth, the powerful Sanson once wanted to put an end to the Aranotars, watching them at great feasts and feeling jealous. When he took the large stone and was ready to throw it, he slipped into a large manure and was only able to throw it to Aballar and not kill anyone. It's still called this. Sanson Stone. Gustabo has been walking with me many times around, perhaps still on the same manure. This requires profound anthropological research. And the subsidy from the Basque Government.
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Current hygiene habits are clasile, bourgeois and anti-ecological. Many shower every day, sometimes several times and change their underwear every day. Our seniors once a week move and shower…once a year, if necessary. These are wise, ecological and egalitarian.
Surely the trumpet Trump will shower every hour after he can't get the stone puppy sitting in the gold sink. Grandmother Generosa was also called: Child care. He also liked the tip of the moth.
If we want the world to last, we cannot forget that we are as fierce as Gustavo to be able to bark and bite the many shameless of the school of trumpets.
This is how the verses end: “Even though people laugh at him, he was the mucus and the old poop.” That's it.
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