by Ima Ríos

 

 That annoying yo-yo that arise from your mouth

eager to be known;

nauseating murmur

that only for you is prestigious...

Oh, how I loathe that hateful yo-yo.

 

The renegade lala lost in my thoughts

Wake up at the touch of the unpleasant sound.

My Me is insulted whenever you release

That one and greedy Rintintín.

I hate it!

 

The centrifugal circularity surrounding your ego

is the cause of your only-yo.

Just by rombling for a shake

it causes everyone a headache.

Yes, a mental galore of blahblahness

Full of tderailed thoughts,

malicious, immoral ... You-icides

 

Your specialty is to talk about yourself,

Mine is to criticize your species.

 

You've caused several damages to other people's ears.

What's your mental straw?

Leave the corocotroco aside

And start thinking socially.