Ona, ona, ona…ši / She, she, she…Shi.

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2016. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

Anyone up for a strange salad?

I kept on thinking about tetraphobia (fear of number 4), common in eastern and southeastern Asia. I kept on thinking about the symbolism of wormwood throughout history and the fact that its Latin name and the name of its genus came from the goddess of war, Arthemis. Funny enough, in us Slavs, all the possible names for it are male - ranking from the oldest one which I cannot use because then you'll feel sickety-sick to the modern one - pelen/pelin. Then, tomato - we call it paradajz, which came from paradise/paradiso. Croats call it rajčica, and raj means heaven in Yugoslavian diasystem.

Death is shi. Shi is she. She is death. She, she is death, too. It has to be written 4 times because shi is also number four and wormwood comes fourth. In the places where east and west meet, the western world perfection of 4 turns into shi.

Things fall into place in strange ways, you know? And here comes the character that I promised not to include in any more p..ms after Roses All Around Europe, but there she is again in How It Was. I promised that would be the second and last time, but heck, there she goes again. There's another one, too, which appeared only in unpublished "Bunny".

And I'm sure wormwood and tomatoes don't make a good salad. It always ends up vomited after being chewed out.

Ona, ona, ona...ši

Moja mala obrnuta rajska bašta,
moja mala bašta paradajza ste ti i ti,
i svi vaši prijatelji, on, on, on, on, on i on,
I ona, i ona, ona, ona...ši.

Moja mala bašta onoga što nikad ne bih uradila,
moji mali paradajzi cvetaju u vidu tebe i tebe,
i svih vaših prijatelja, njega, njega, njega i njega,
i nje, i nje, nje, nje...ši.

Moja mala bašta onoga što nikad ne bih bila,
moji mali paradajzi su svakakvi samo ne rajski,
i tu su svi vaši prijatelji, izuzev onoga tamo.
Da, TOG! On je moj pelen.
On čini da ja bum!
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She, she, she...Shi.

My little garden of a reverse paradise,
My little tomato garden is you and you,
And all of your friends, he, he, he, he, he and he,
And she and she, she, she...shi.

My little garden of what I would never do,
My little tomatoes blossom of you and you,
And all of your friends, he, he, he, he, he and he,
And she and she, she, she...shi.

My little garden of what I would never be,
My little tomatoes anything but heavenly,
And all of your friends, expect for the one over there.
Yes, THAT one. He's my wormwood!
He makes me go boom!

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