You’re naught for her without money,
Naught for her without wealth.
Because she wants the sweetest honey, -
For her your soul's perfection's stealth!
You’re naught for her without mansion,
Naught for her without jeep.
So don't try getting her attention
With your naive childish deep!
You’re naught for her and always will be…
Your poetry she doesn’t need.
You’re naught for her and always will be…
She's a whale which you can't feed.
You’re naught for her without money,
Naught for her without wealth.
Because she wants the sweetest honey, -
For her your inner beauty's stealth!
You’re naught for her without success,
Without proper prosperity.
So don’t try guessing how she taxes, -
You can’t give due diversity!
You’re naught for her and always will be…
Your poetry she doesn’t need.
You’re naught for her and always will be…
She's a whale which you can't feed.
Naught for her
© Copyright: Вадик Колесников, 2012
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