I always knew you were a small man.
Was it by the size of your pinga?
PLEASE!!!! Don’t remind me, you’ll make me laugh.
Small men, small shoes
Small hearts, small minds.
Big was your hunger for MY MONEY
You always got your fill.
Like some thirsty old V8 Caddy wearing a coat of cheap paint
to cover the scars from the collisions you have caused.
I always knew you were a small man.
Carajo!!!Not even a decent pair of cojones to be proud of.
Small men, small eyes
Small spines, small souls
Big was your endless bag of lies.
Like some ancient volcano spewing out vile
mountains of mierda then buying flowers to cover
up the stench.
Your dark, dead eyes gave you away.
I always knew you were a small man
Sin Buena pinga y sin cojones.
Just a broken down Volkswagen
with visions of being a Mercedes Benz.
Glossary
Pinga-slang;cock Cojones- slang;balls
Mierda-shit Sin buena pinga/without a good cock
Y sin cojones-and without balls Carajo - Damn
About Me
- Alejandra Maria Espinola, La Mestiza
- I am a distinct weave of many colors. My passions are many and without them I could not be. I don't believe in riding the fence and once I take a stand I do not waiver. I will tell you as it is so you will always know where I am coming from.In spanish the saying is,'Mi lengua no tiene pelo'. With this honesty comes humor,joy patience,compassion,grace rationality, empathy, mindfullness, sincerity, sensuality, tenacity, the ability to love without measure and humility only to Almighty God. I was given these gifts so that I may go forth to share and to teach them. In doing so they will then grow and multiply. My art is a composition of the many parts of me,of who and what I am, of my life and its reflections, its many deceptions,its greater joys. It is about the metamorphosis and growth which has come from them and which will continue until I am no longer here.
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