Inima mea bate
de copii rebeli ai generatiei noi de messenger spam
Inima mea bate! Nu mi-am scris la Mate
Si nici la Romana De o saptamana…
Si la Geografie… numai mama stie!
La Religie-s prostu’: Nu stiu Tatal Nostru.
Chiar si la Engleza Vorbesc in Chineza!
TOCILARII TAC SI INGHIT…iar NEBUNIII il trimit
Si prostii cred in el 
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