Thoroughly wet day, Carla is struggling
To find a job, she mentioned she might leave
By end of month, it's hard imagining
The torment she's been going through, perceive
Time running out, no solution, you'd grieve
For your dreams, although she's not going back
To Italy, not permanently. You've
Got to try Germany, I then remarked
She agreed Berlin would be good, just talk
Hopefully she'll get a job that's teaching
Italian kids in a Salford school, with
Luck those documents will arrive she took
A few days getting from Italy, wing
Their way here soon, that would be a relief
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