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AL, Unit 5
The Symphony Poem
Don’t bother me with pure poetry, I’m not someone who will just
recite words.
Sometimes instead of a poem, I take out grain bread from the drawer.
Don’t bother me with classics and harmony, I’m a person of rebellion
and harsh words.
A generous smear of cheese and some black olives, to incite.
Don’t bother me with writing plain poems, in poetry like with food,
taste is vision.
Basil leaves, tomato slices and now let’s go, to the chorus.
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. העתקה והפצה אסורים, כל שימוש.אור-כל הזכויות שמורות לאולפן
