I imagine that when Cri-Cri composed
The subject of the uppercase letters or poem
I mince the consonants
Because they did not sound like singers
I imagine that when
Nostradamus towards prophecies
Never wrote in italics
Pa ?? Let your letters do not knot
And they will move to the future
And while I talk about lyrics
I have a question and that is that sometimes
We will have formed
How many times have we formed
How many times have we formed without wanting
On a graph paper a crossword, ah, ah ??
I imagine that Borges in his death
It was lost in mazes made of alphabet
And he stayed in the limbo of the letters
That they would spell to the universe
And while I talk about lyrics
I have a question and that is that sometimes
We will have had
How many times have we had
How many times have we had
When eating alphabet soup a poem on the spoon, ah, ah ??
Only among all we can make this a better place :)