2018.11.21.
José
I calculated the north, I trusted in luck, I pretended to be strong and went.I skirted the old ones, cons and advices, corners and flowerbeds and went
To discover the world at the bottom of the garden
I drew a map, I made a cover from a cloth, made utopian plans
With the winds and the supplies of Coca-Cola1 and Mentos2, I went
To the ends of the world at the bottom of the garden
Breaking woods, tracing the path where the bootee points
I poked myself in a cactus, I stepped on a cat's tail, I lost myself in the grass
I saw the end of the world and the bottom's gate, I strongly defended my life
I ran from an insect, I stepped on a waste, I passed near a scorpion
And this is how I saw the ends of the world
All I've left is the cunning of a plush dog while the sun disappears
And an Action Force3 that sent an S.O.S in morse code
It costed a lot to discover the end of the world
Then, a very angry roar made the whole garden tremble
Is it a cyclone, some hungry dragon or a lot worse bug?
It was my mother's voice asking for me