A Flying Kiss
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I cried so much on my sins,
Noah asked Him,
Should I go to the earth once again?
God smiled and said,
Man is now matured enough,
No more prophets,
God appointed an Angel,
Who keeps me away from you!
Otherwise your beauty is enough,
To excite me for more sins,
I can't kiss you sweetheart,
But the Angel is helpless here,
A flying kiss! He cannot stop.
Bu şiiri puanla
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