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The Conversation
I sat on the roof reading a book
and eating a banana.
But as the day progressed
I got hungry and
tried to get down by climbing
up and over a low wall onto
the kitchen terrace.
Legs wouldn´t let me.
In the struggle I lost the book
it ended on the road face up.
My neighbour came
helped me over the wall and asked:
“What were you doing?
“I was reading Jose Saramago
In Portuguese and I read slowly.”
“Well, it is ok then.” He said
“But I didn´t like him he was
a communist and ex car mechanic
went to live in Spain after
winning the big literary prize.”