Poezja

My dear close favourite friend
I have something I have to send
On to you that I just found
Sent to me last time around
It’s a message telling me
That I will upset destiny
And bring great pain and suffering
And lose almost everything
That’s in my life and live always
In deep depression all my days
Love will be lost and fortunes gone
Illness will spread before to long
Until I’m shrivelled and just a shell
Falling deep into my own hell
If I don’t keep the message going
And as I have no way of knowing
If it could really happen to me
I thought I better just agree
Stress and worry this put me through
So now I’m sending it on to you
How much more friendly can you get
Than to pass on a vile nasty threat