Mmmm...fresh meat....

En dikt jag skrev för ett år sedan. En massa blaha bara.

The snow glistening white in trees' branches
Sky is nearly shining with all the blue
Wond'r if that man's name over there's Sanchez
Now he's gone, maybe on way to the loo

The sofa in here feels so very nice
Feet on the table, I might fall asleep
Should any teacher see I'll pay the price
Or I will just quickly to my feet leap

The water boiler is full of water
Don't wanna know how long it has been there
It's age will probably match a porter
I wish I had that and a steak so fair
I would use it to all the meat sauter
And then devour it with greatest care

Tjolahopp! Nu är det fysik...