Sorry if I do not write ever.
I would, I should, but I can not. But I just found a wonderful nursery rhyme Bruno Tognolini and I give her a gift.
So, excuse me.
Put on your sweater, the evening wind
Put on your sweatshirt, a magical white bear
cover your head, a mythical panther
Steppenwolf, do not sweat you're tired
Jumping dolphins, snakes slither
They run the mice out of reach and content
the bird flies, moles dig
Sudano a casino but do not make sweatshirts
I am only human I
legs nano
I can not run like the wind naked
Because if I run sudo P
erché se corro cado
Perché se corro chissà dove vado
Sono un bambino umano
Ma non è mia la colpa P
erché mi devo mettere la felpa?
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