mr conejo

se mordía las uñas nervioso mientras trataba de responder mis preguntas
sus respuestas siempre de una sílaba
si
no
qué?
y luego otra vez, mordiéndose las uñas
mirándose nervioso las puntas de los pies
mientras atrás el azul del cielo lo cubría todo...

you can't expect fidelity of someone called conejo
as all of us know if you want a guy just for you
you must choose a dove or a pinguin,
definitely not a rabbit
even if his looks is incredible
and he tells everyday that he sees the perfection on you
please girl, dance with him, swim with him, play some instrument with him, walk with him..
but don't kiss him, don't hug him, don't even think about sleep with him!

Rabbits are dangerous... I've found a proof today:

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