Sun, warming my bellybutton
Flowers, taking home in my nostrils
I don’t really know how to rhyme, but
Pizza is life, Tojeiro is love
It’s just as perfect as you wish
It’s ever living, never stopping
With variety of Estonian Jazz*
rock&roll with a lot of cheese
Ja ja, Die Steine Ratte! ‘Assemble, Brothers and Sisters
Where between kitchen and bar you can find temples of 17 Gods
and in the Dinning Hall robot 3D prints cookie cutters
without time, with, ah! great! style, again…and again
yet changing, growing, pulsing, throbbing Funky Town
With great gratitude to you, Tojeiro River,
With
Love
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*some Estonian Jazz: