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one that wakes you up in the morning,
lies in the ear if you look a bit 'in the mirror,
tongue tickles
when you become a bit 'cantankerous, very
ballerina pirouette on your nose tube
then rests on the shoulder
almost like a butterfly, becoming orange
you bounce on his belly. Then
gets naughty
pinches you and your armpit
at your fingertips, you
climbs with difficulty with fast
chant
you walk through the back, the leg chubby
joins him in
with a hop and exciting
momentum since winning the knee creaking
not see in a moment: it is a wonder! Flying
hastily
you inspect the Gambetta,
the ankle and heel
eats them in one gulp and sweat
then sits on the sole of your foot and you pull the
pollicione:
not see it? Fa 'attention! What an effort
tired all the Fairy
poor
after this exploration
better breakfast.
She stretches, then yawns, rubs a little
'eyelashes:
if you open your hand and squeeze gently
happy she falls asleep without
light off and the palm Hand
does not wake up tomorrow!
Raffaella Perinetti
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