Δευτέρα βράδυ στην ταβέρνα, καθώς περίμενα για την υπόλοιπη παρέα.
Just a limerick done on Monday night at the tavern. I regret I cannot translate and make it rime in English. It is about that strange fellow with a gray owl. The fellow was singing and the owl was shaking to the rhythm and they just had a great time. And that’s all