W is the letter of modern times
wors wide weir or war. Therefore
what women want, who women love
what wonderfull words I don’t know,
but I want you that you walking
on the windowsill, and tell me: Do you take
in wife something or someone to love?
I don’t care the power of love,
a legion to be controlled,
just I want a woman to troll,
a wild thing by whisking on the wall
like a billboard, without waggle
boobs and balls, wireless,
the finger uncle sam to suck.