Magyar Poems
Hungarian poems, translated or written by mc losh. Read by you.
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Ember: küzdj és bízva bízzál!
Dawn on the boulevard
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Thursday, 13 January 2011
Leaf
How long
Have I been pining for
That leaf, that tasty leaf
But the
Leaf curls away
Since I am a slug, an ugly slug
And with
Every move, the leaf shrieks:
For what it sees, is a ball of pus
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