Me and Zeynab were in a class, we were at the end of a big long class and as there were many heads in front of us, we could do anything we want.
Instead of listening to the grandfatherical advices of the teacher, we started to compose a poem, yes a poem about our island:
یکی پا گذاشت پیش *** برای رفتن به کیش
هیش، ویش، ایش *** این دفه نمیریم تجریش
می شویم سیریش *** تا برویم کیش
برای همین هم *** میذاریم گرو ریش
می ریم ببینیم *** صد تا کوسه و فیش
بخوریم کیشمیش *** بکشیم شیپیش
پول که نداریم *** بریم به اتریش
خب دیگه ما داریم ** می چرخیم تو کیش
It's our chef doeuvre. Do you enjoy it? ;)
"heads in front of you" hahahah,,im familiar with this situation,,, .
ReplyDeletethanks you incredible poetry composersss !!!
eivaaaal zahra LOLSSSS
ReplyDeletei really apreciate you for completing the poem!!!!