Saturday, June 12, 2010

Beyonce Measurements 2011

Rhymes Climbing to the attic for a Deceased Comedian


" And to write, my brother
have to put love
That is learned in the plain
starting child "

Manuel Graterol," Graterolacho "(1935-2010)

rhymes are not the same
the verse is only
a pot and now has left us the great Manuel
Graterol.

Today
rhyme mourns
but not for long as the proper
Graterolacho
always wanted to see us laughing.

Sorry for the clumsy verse in this
I write blog
but that Don Graterol
would like to keep alive.

Below
miss him and has not been even one day
but it takes his rhymes
his humorous poetry.

"Do not cry so much, boy" would joke perhaps
teacher "that he who fights for what our
Graterolacho support it."

While there is good humor and constructive criticism
Graterolacho
not dead because its essence is still alive.

Out partying with Achilles
*
must be the third one
with anecdotes of thousands
of humor who was faithful.

The sky must be
party since he was a great reinforcing
Graterolacho in the clouds
smiles to the universe.

* Nazoa, of course.

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