The restaurant buffoon

My poem the restaurant buffoon English version https://youtu.be/3RYbGxo_354


مَطْعَمُ بَافُونْ


وَ سُكَّرًا يَبِيعُنِي بِيَاسَمِينِ الْكَلِمَاتِ وَ قَلْبُهُ فِي حَلْقِهِ فَسْفَاسُ

وَ نَادِلَاتٌ عَادِيَاتٌ لِكُلِّ دَاعٍ وَ فَطِيرَةُ الْبٍيتْزَا بَهَارُهَا قُلْقَاسُ

هًذَا طِحَالٌ بِالشُكُلَاطَةِ مَخْبُوزٌ وَ بَسْكَوِيتٌ حَشْوُهُ بَانْكِرِيَاسُ

كُلُّ الْأَطْبَاقِ تَذَوَّقْتُ هُنَا إِلَّا هَذَا صَنَعَتْهُ أَضُنُّهَا الْهُونْدُورَاسُ

وَ لِي فَمٌ عَلَى مِصْراَعَيْهِ وَ خُشَامٌ يَشْرَبَانٍ الْعَصِيرَ فِنْطَاسُ

غَدَوْتُ شُحَيْمَاناً وَ بَاعَةُ الشَّحْمِ مَعْطَبَةٌ لِجَمْعِ الْمَالِ أَحْلَاسُ

حَوَارِيَّاتٌ يَتَغَامَزْنَ بِطَانَةً بُهْلُولٌ المَطْعَمِ ذُو بَطْنٍ وَ سَمِينْ

خَفَافِيشُ المَتَاجِرِ لِلْدَمِّ شَارِبَةً مَصَّاصَةً لِرَوَاتِبِ الْمَسَاكِينْ

رَأَيْتُ الْمَقاَهِيَ وَالْغَوَانِيَ بِالْمَالِ يَفِضْنَ وَجَيْبِيَ يَقْطُرُ الْأَنِينْ

وَ تَسْقُطُ شَوَارِبِي وَ بَعْدَهَا كِرْشِي وَ تَسّقُطُ أَوْرَاقُ الْيَاسَمِينْ

يَا مَطْعَمَ الْبَافُونِ هَجْرُكَ عَصَبْصَبُ لَعَمْرِي شَمَّةٌ مِنَ نِيكُوتِينْ

طَبِيبٌ مَغْنَاطِيسٍ بِلَيْلٍ وَ بِالنَّهَارِ آخَرُ يَقِيسُ أَعْدَادَ التَمَارِينْ

فِي لَيَالٍ ثَلَاثٍ كِيلُوغَرَامَاتٍ عَشْرًا شَحُمْتُ فِي كُلِّ لَيْلَةٍ

 ( ثَلَاثًا فَاصِلَ ثَلَاثٍ وَ ثَلَاثِينْ ثَلَاثٍ وَ ثَلَاثِينْ...)


My poem the restaurant buffoon English version

https://youtu.be/3RYbGxo_354

The restaurant's buffoon


Malodorous his heart, but he sells with jasmin words all the sugar to me;

Waitresses are running towards every fatty pizza order for thee;

This is a spleen stuffed with chocolate and that is a pancreas with honey;

Indeed I tried all dishes here except this one, made in honduras, oversea;

My open wide mouth and nose drink sweet juice, bowls of wee;

I became fat,  those sugar sellers are only slaves to the golden money;

Waitress whispers and laughs: "the buffoon has a gigantic belly" ;

The vampire apes are sucking poor's blood, are sucking my salary;

Their cup of cash runneth over and my cup is leaking bankruptcy;

They plucked my mustache, my belly is hanging over my knee;

Oh! Buffoon's restaurant ! Without your sweet addiction, I can't be;

Since I fell in love with you I have not slept, I've had magnetic therapy;

In three days' love I've had ten more kilos,  everyday

(Three Point thirty-three ,thirty-three, thirty-three, thirty-three, thirty-three…)


Remark: 3,3333333333...( weight increase will never end like the unstoppable decimals)


Amine
Canada

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