اشعار

To my beloved dictator لديكتاتورى الحبيب

كنت تحيط نفسك مع جيش من القحبة وراقصات هز البطن

من روائع الشاعرة

بنت الأكرمين

To my beloved dictator

When you talk to me act as a waiter

Keep your eyes on my shoes I will tell why later

You are not a president you are just an operator

But you turned yourself to a serial killer

You were so stubid, greedy and wrong doer

But you were my favourite clown in my theatre

You surrounded yourlself  with an army of whores and belly dancers

They were your only keepers

You did nothing for the sake of your creator

That’s why noone will help you if I decided to find my shoes a new operator

#بنت_الأكرمين

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