Marina.

Let me tell you a story

Not one about fame or glory

But a fairytale of magic and wonder

Which makes you gasp in awe and ponder

what I am really talking about.

I may be lying, it’s okay to doubt.

So there was this girl...

I know there are a lot of girls in the world

But this here was one of a kind.

She loved snakes, dancing and wine.

Her hair was black and long

She was always smiling and damn she was strong.

But let me tell you something else

Because I know her oh, so well.

That girl was mad and kinda crazy

Although she smelled like daisies

She was loud, completely nuts, insane

And she just wanted to get on a plane

And go to New York City

And there she would hate all the kitties

Even though they are so sweet

she said she’d kill them, yes indeed

if I take one home

and she’d kick me out on the streets to roam.

She wanted to have all the friends

For parties that would have no end

And alcohol we’d have to drink

We really hate the colour pink.

I think I got a little out of topic

I am just way too much philanthropic.

But let me end this epic poem now

‘Cause we love Marina from dusk till dawn

And sometimes she makes us all a little angry

But it’s okay – today she gave us candy

Because that day she is a birthday girl.

Her – the Black sea shining pretty pearl.

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Честит рожден ден, Марина!

Защото решението да живеем заедно от тази година

е едно от най-добрите решения, които съм взимала..

пък дори и да свършим като долни алкохолици накрая!

V.