From the middle it goes downwards
like an underpass
vigilantly keeps the pressure at bay
natural fan
the scent of coffee rises
it is not morning if there is no it's breakfast
with the alarm he wakes up
it's the radio he listens to
then the fight begins
I'm doing my hair
is it Roy's trumpet? ...NO!
Is it Louis' trumpet?...NO!
Is it Chet's trumpet?...NO!
Is it Paolo Fresu's trumpet?.. .NO!
is it Dizzy's trumpet?...NO!
then I'm kleine witze
and if you don't guess...
you're really a Rava head
it's the Eustachian tube
which is inside the ear
when it vibrates I jump
it rumbles in my chest
with the alarm clock it wakes up
in the morning it sings to me
then I start a competition
I do my hair.
is it Roy's trumpet?...NO!
is it Louis' trumpet?...NO!
/>is it Chet's trumpet?...NO!
is it Paolo Fresu's trumpet?...NO!
is it Dizzy's trumpet?...NO!
then I'm kleine witze
and if you don't guess...
you're really a Rava head
my favorite is the song
by Doctor Bartolomeo
that of his work< br/>He made it a passion
Autopsy, necropsy
Merciless love for anatomy..
It's the trumpet of
It's the trumpet of
It's the Eustachian tube

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