Historiate #11

The game of Sporting in the quadre natalice:

“PI PI PEM PEM PEM PI PI PEMPEM PIM PIM PIM!!!” – that’s what we heard when we were entering the stade Alvalate twenty-one… The game against River Bird was priests to be começated. We sent down on our banks and started to put into question the seriality of the mother of the middle esquerd of the River Bird (in the time of my father, it was called the inside esquerd). His name was Agostaine.
Inend... We passed the hole game hearing the “PIM PAM PEM PIM PIM PIM!!!”. The clowns won’t shut up and the other clowns won’t stop moving the two stupid green balloons. Always “PIM PI PIM PEM PEM PAM PIM PAM PAM PEM PEM!!” and two other clowns with the tambors “PUM PUM PIUM PIUM PIUM PUM!!”. We gave three dry ones and they continued making noise. The game in him was good played. Good neitel!!

Pooesie #8

Entry, pastors, entry,
by this port sagrated.
Vainde adore the menaine,
in the palhines deited.

Pooesie #7

Like we are in the advent, I pensed in put here a Neital song.

Airre bourriquite,
let's go to Belain
to see the God menaine
that the lady tein.

That the lady tein,
that the lady like.
Airre bourriquite,
let's go emburaine!

Good Neitel!

Pooesie #6

The girls of the ribeire of Sade it is it.
Lavrate on land with the point of the feet.
The girls of the ribeire of Sade are like the oveilles,
They have carrapates behind the oreilles.

It was one of those days well-challated,
In witch the sun hit strong at the cabeices.
The girls have seen that I was apanhated
And said: "Never more here apareices!"

I come back and entretimate at bailing with three,
They want me to go for behind the convees.
I didn't go and mandate they give bath to my canary,
That hit with the boots with pains in the ovary!

Brilliant idea of Workhorse!