Lame Saturday Eve poem
I love you so much Szer and I would scream your name,
When I scream I feel not shame.
I wish you’re here with me,
When I see you I feel so gay and free
I love you so much Szer I’ll fly in the sky
Then the crow come takes my wings and I fall from the sky
I’m losing altitude, falling to the ground
I was caught by you and I’m lost in love when I’m found
I love you so much Szer I can’t control my thermometer
Cupid connected us with receiver drier
I am the condenser and you are the compressor
I hope we’ll be cool forever.


