Dear Diary,
I think I have a lucky fairy.
Today I was in town, shopping with friends,
searching for some new trends.
When we three
were crossing the street,
I saw a bus
and heard a Crush!
I heard Amy screaming: „Oh dear!“
and fell into my fear
and drowned.
I looked around,
but I had not found
my friends yet,
so I was fed
up and mentally down.
I think, I will never go to town.
Never again!
Noone died, but I'm still afraid.
Dear Diary,
I'm grateful to my lucky fairy.
Gefühlsduseleien
Ein Tag brachte Enttäuschungen.
Gescheiterte Versuche,
warfen kalten Schnee auf die Gedanken.
Träume sprangen aus den Wolken,
sie brachen sich beinahe das Genick,
doch sie [ ... ]
Wir sind die Phalanx des Guten gewesen,
wir haben uns wahrhaftig um alles bemüht.
Wir waren, an der Geschichte gemessen,
Pioniere auf einem ganz neuen Gebiet.