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The happy pig

Mark Gerstein Villanueva, "Pig with glass eyes", oil on canvas

Once upon a time a pig

whose owner did not sleep

to know if that

lived his life happy.

man walked on the lookout

to remain calm.

A shed of palm

built on the yard and

in the pigsty, a bucket filled

ripe fruit.

the pig is said: No question

that this man loves me,

as I'm concerned

strives as a slave.

! Go Lucky pig!

! What a life so sweet you are!

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short day came

where people sang and

much will exult,

between strings and tambourines.

man came to be pigsty,

where his sleeping pig and

without penalty, no joy,

opened a cut the windpipe .

merely serves this story

a lesson to those who do not understand,

that few people tend

his hand in friendship.

Not everything that occurs, there is

for the love of common people.

Sometimes it brings hidden

the edge of evil.

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Desahogo rabbits

Fred Einaudi, "Rousseau", oil on canvas

As you again, my breath the wind,

Under the fiery circle of the afternoon,

Ave lavishes a return arrow,

random Crossing on the wings of the region of

A kiss, just south of the blue region

shadows, where the letter is purpose and

Designio, the ancestral stool of a thought.

Back my soul to you, as the flame to the sky,

Arrasando most voracious signs of a life

yield between regular dilemmas, traveler amazed

In the hours that they could not be attempted,

Voices who longs for the endless search

Crossroads goodbye embarrassing early

fearless Root the tree that gave incipient nest

My wounds, doubts ploy seeking

His horizon in the void of oblivion infertile ...

As the flight of a bird arrow between two lips,

Like a rose straight into the curb of their destination.