Doña Pudor
I have memories of being a child
I remember Doña Pudor
I remember that she covered her body
From her feet to her neck
With modesty
He had a rotten smile
Because he never used it
That's why the things in his mouth came out stinking, full of resentment
That said she was very decent
Because she never fell in love
But on her hot nights
How she regretted it

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