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MURTERINO ili MOGU OVAKO CILU NOĆ

     (nepravedno zapostavljena trka)                                                                                                     

                              Start                                                                                                                                            

Spremija sam boršu, obisija  o rame, izaša vanka,                                                                    

stavija ključ u bravu i zaključa vrata,                                                                                        

ponovno stavija ključ u bravu i sija u pasata.                                                                                                                                    

Nešto niže skupija sam barba Jakova,                                                                                                                            

a kraj Jugoplastike čekala nas je Tena                                                                                                                            

s ruksakom preko ramena                                                                                                                                            

i zaboravljenom knjigom u kafiću,

čitajući istu na popodnevnom piću.                                                                                                                             

Morali smo priko nam dragog Sinja                                                                                                                                        

da bi kraj alkara skupili Bubinja,                                                                                                                               

a onda Dalmatino, puno si nam draga,                                                                                                                        

ideš puno brže, a i iz džepa brzo vučeš kune.                                                                                                                                          

Spuštamo se put Šibenika  i nastavljamo dalje                                                                                                          

priko Tisnog, Murter je sve bliže.                                                                                                                                    

Stigli, parkirali i ugasili pasata,                                                                                                                                   

tražili prijave i trg više od sata,                                                                                                          

a onda ugledali Radmilu i Maksa,                                                                                                        

uzeli brojeve i plaćena je taxa.                                                                                                     

Vrime je za kavu, eto i Renato,                                                                                                               

a vidija sam i prijatelja Vedru                                                                                                            

i njegovo malo zlato.                                                                                                                           

Start se oglasija starterom,                                                                                                                

ne znam zašto, vratilo me u djetinjstvo                                                                                                  

i pucanje iz važa garburom,                                                                                                             

trka ide meni nepoznatom rutom.                                                                                             

Volim trke di nisam bija,                                                                                                            

sve je ka neka fantazija.                                                                                                                                                       

A turisti se kupaju, tuširaju, šetaju, smiju i plješću,                                                                          

a posli okreta mislim samo kako sist i jest ću.                                                                                        

Srića, trka je brza i kratka.                                                                                                              

U cilju eto opet Radmile i Maksa,                                                                                                      

a onda podjela majica  i spiza.                                                                                                                

Odlični ćevapčići, fenomenalne srdele i famozna tuna,                                                                    

u izobilju hladnog piva i soka.                                                                                                 

Mala trka, a velika gozba.                                                                                                   

Podjela nagrada u večernjim satima,                                                                                            

ah, da, pala je i ta noć da nas podsjeti                                                                                         

da bi i na put trebalo poć.                                                                                                    

Ostavljamo Murter u noćnom turističkom šušuru,                                                                       

ko više mari za kulturu,                                                                                                                     

stajemo u ljudima prepunom Tisnom                                                                                              

da se i mi osjetimo malo turistom.                                                                                                     

Još jedno prije nastavka puta,                                                                                                      

idemo ovaj put preko Trogira                                                                                                            

 jer smo u Murteru zaminili Bubinja.                                                                                                    

 S nama je sada Nikolina                                                                                                                          

 ako nisam falija.                                                                                                                          

Neko ogromno čudovište u pratnji policije                                                                                

 usporilo nam put preko Boraje.                                                                                                       

Kraj Jugoplastike izašla je Tena,                                                                                                              

a pokraj legendarne pumpe Nikolina.                                                                                                        

Blizu vrata Marjana barba Jakova sam pozdravija,                                                                       

parkira i ugasija pasata, ključ u bravu                                                                                         

i  zaključa vrata.........                                cilj.........    

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