Dal vecchio blog: versi di Mrs Krap

Hello little cherubic one, I don't know your name. Nevertheless, I'm so glad you came. Nothing changes, it's always the same. Grandfather brought you here; you have his name. You have his genes-they are the same.It's real life- not some virtual game. You darling,the little baggage of fun; will be warmed by the heat of the posillipan sun. It's in your blood-You have a glean of the Neapolitan gene. One fine morn; you will see a Unicorn-pure and white! such a delight -Oh !what a sight. Tell grandad..what you saw-he will believe you ;your imagination and mind will be his precious gift. Between you, there will never be a rift.No separation-the wisdom will be as quick thinking as a swallow and a swift-flying over a million brooks; Ingesting their food like Grandad ingests books. I hope you have his looks,his wisdom, and care,and his hair so fair.His humour & kindness his logic so true.Phew!! The little boy, who's golden foot we kissed;that we could have missed. We send you a hundred blessings,and one BIG TOY! OF A LIFE FULL OF HAPPINESS AND LOTS