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otarafa: gülüşün ve unutuşun kitabı | butarafa: dirty opening party |
super john updike şiiri
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kazımkanat
03/09/07
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Superman
I drive my car to supermarket, The way I take is superhigh, A superlot is where I park it, And Super Suds are what I buy. Supersalesmen sell me tonic - Super-Tone-O, for Relief. The planes I ride are supersonic. In trains, I like the Super Chief. Supercilious men and women Call me superficial - me, Who so superbly learned to swim in Supercolossality. Superphosphate-fed foods feed me; Superservice keeps me new. Who would dare to supersede me, Super-super-superwho? by John Updike 1954 |
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otarafa: gülüşün ve unutuşun kitabı | butarafa: dirty opening party |
iletişim - şikayet - kullanıcı sözleşmesi - gizlilik şartları |