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Einstein


Sometimes, my love calls me "my Einstein"
I am blushing to be compared to the most genious
In the world, after the awesome wheel inventor

But sometimes also, my genious is transformed
In stupidity and then I need to hide under ground
I am like a bull in a china shop, and she laughs!

Written by malin69 (malin)
Published | Edited 28th Apr 2014
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