Wicked Sins flourish on our bodies
Lust blooms on our bodies
Wrath rages on our hands
Vanity overpowers our beauty
Gluttony feeds our devouring mouth
Envy controls our needs
Sloth makes our eternal soul the need to do nothing

The deadly sins come to corrupt one's soul
And be spreaded like a disease on one's life
Hell's 7 Princes will unleash their sins on you
Asmodeus's libido is unable to bre stopped
Beelzebub's never ending gluttony devous all in his way
Leviathan's uchungu, chungu envy looms over himself
Satan's fierce wrath unleashes the flames of hell
Mammon's greedy needs brings all the riches to him
Lucifer's vanity lingers over the vain
Belphegor's laziness is all around to stop our hard working selves

Lucifer,Superbia,Peacock
Satan,Ira,Lion
Belphegor,Acedia,Snail
Mammon,Avaritia,Toad
Leviathan,Invidia,Snake
Asmodeus,Luxuria,Goat
Beelzebub,Gula,Pig

My book ripoti is due today.
I haven't finished yet.
In fact, I haven't started,
which I'm coming to regret.

I haven't even read the book.
I put it off so long.
I thought I'd have a lot of time.
It looks like I was wrong.

I'd ask my older brother
what this book is all about,
but he's already left for school
and cannot help me out.

I'd hustle to the movie store
and rent the DVD,
but I don't even have the time
to watch it on TV.

I guess I'll have to fake it
and pretend I read the book.
Then write a bunch of nonsense
and assorted gobbledygook.

It's either that, au do the thing
my conscience knows is right:
I'll claim I'm sick and stay at home
and finish it tonight.

I have my oriental flower
My white makeup on
At last, I forgotten to take a shower
imba to the song PONPONPON

I'm a geisha girl
With my blush on right
A geisha girl
Is one who roams at night

My reflection stares straight back at me
Who is that little girl that I see
She may appear happy
But with that cold steel blade through her heart
Nothing but a dab a sympathy

Here and there
I flap my fan
The dragon's pango decorating my story
It is still unfitted however
For an ancient girl with a descending line of love
But unlike me
They have sad endings

I'm a geisha girl
Who is unlike the others
I will never ever bother
I'm a geisha girl
Who has the mark of red seas
I have heard that upendo lives on

No one has never done
The unthinkable
I'm the distinct one
Imaginable care and dares
Geisha from the disturbed past
But like a graceful eagle
I still flap

Just a freeboard
Geisha girl
With that little girl
Staring back at me

With long sobs
the violin-throbs
of autumn wound
my moyo with languorous
and montonous
sound.

Choking and pale
When I mind the tale
the hours keep,
my memory strays
down other days
and I weep;

and I let me go
where ill winds blow
now here, now there,
harried and sped,
even as a dead
leaf, anywhere.

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CHANSON D'AUTOMNE

Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l'automne
Blessent mon cœur
D'une langueur
Monotone.

Tout suffocant
Et blême, quand
Sonne l'heure.
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens,
Et je pleure.

Et je m'en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m'emporte
De çà, de là,
Pareil à la
Feuille morte.