I know from our friend what they are saying
all the newspapers.
You are losing
Your time with me, Mr. Commissioner.
He was an individual of those who are silent
for not making noise, assiduous loser
of so many battles that oblivion wins.
I never ask my clients
Personal data, they pay me and point ...
So many people pass by these hostels! ...
Never gave the least cause for alarm,
Mr. Commissioner, nobody imagined
to hide a weapon inside the closet.
Zero citizen,
What dark reason made you get out of the hole?
always without an umbrella, always at the mercy of the downpour.
Everything was over when the timbers arrived.
That morning he decided that the moment had come
He opened the window brooding that a lesson was needed.
He loaded the shotgun, put on a jacket,
thinking about the photos.
He made a salad
of blood, dressed with broken glass.
He left a lame cat and a one-eyed Volkswagen
of a shot in a lighthouse, did not have an evil eye,
seventeen dead in thirty shots.
When they put him in a milkmaid,
finally stopped, now he said
Spain will know my two last names. '
Only among all we can make this a better place :)