All that joy is in me
when im sitting on the balcony
and seeing palm-trees towering above me
and white parrots flying by me
one lazy magpie screams a tune
and soon he´s gone with a tune
theres never quiet here
always noise
as the happy lonely cow is there sometimes mooing
and those chooks cackling around
even trough the night the bloody rats a romping at the attic
and cockroaches rediscovering the kitchen surfaces
What a joy!
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