-THE SAPO THAT DANCES FLAMENCO
Hello everyone from the steemit community! Today I present several poems!
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2018-08-21 16:29
-Nuevamente happy to be with you, in this new meeting I present a Minirrelato, made by me. Hoping you like it and have full acceptance, since the letters are the only tools I know to do magic.
-Incessant rain that is forming puddles in its wake, songs of toads that increase their choirs, the night comes full of cold, retained wells and a thick fog in the long and wide marsh, away from the rest is the flamenco dancing toad, rehearsing every step, there is the sapito Chorrera with his dreams of greatness, dreaming of his innate passion, seeking to shine before a crowd that ignores art in its maximum exponential degree. Suddenly, he begins to dance as if he were in a ballroom, he is enveloped before an exquisite audience, the minutes go by and the environment is different, the same puddle of his close toads, meanwhile, Chorrera continues to marvel at his dance and it was the sounds of loud applause that made her open her eyes full of artistic lust and mixed feelings, realizing that this reception came from her companions of wanderings and permanent puddles.
