Birthday cake,
It reminds me of its owner,
As the cake grows,
Candles also increase.
How beautiful it looks,
The one with lots of waxy chocolate,
To the boy passing by.
However, the owner cannot forget the smallest of the cakes,
What he saw while crossing the road,
And the one with lots of waxy chocolate.
Kayıt Tarihi : 16.4.2023 17:28:00
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