"Limonoro Limoncello" - poem
"Limonoro Limoncello"
Start to think to play the cello
Wise to learn from the beginning
Today I've reached a Limoncello
Not to miss that word by meaning
In front of me the beauty shape
Like a woman's waistline place
Really salivate the sight of a grape
In a mirror smiling face
The bottle was already opened
Deep aroma with sweet taste
Lemon tree will not be broken
It's not a daily "Copy & Paste"
It was a time when I was younger
Wedding party, dancing queen
I've met a guy - The New Taste Founder
Lemon juice with vodka WIN!
Every taste could disappear
The end of smell, the end of try
You look so happy, without a fear
Play this cello till I die
Kangie
15.06.2024