Do tempo
               Da maquina datilografica,
                    Que véio,era velho mesmo.
                           Do veresejar de desejos ocultos
                                     Em que se dizia bom dia
                                       Dos lauaus de noites distantes
                                            Em que corpos se aconchegavam
                                                Nas refregas gostosas
                                                      De desejos incontidos
                                                           De Marcia e cathriine
                                                                Do século XX
                                                                  matusalem naõ
                                                                         Sou............