Note: A calavera is a type of poem written around the Day of the Dead in Mexico. It usually incorperates a joke about the living facing death. (Eli was a roommate of mine who never gave me any of the good stuff she was eating!!)
Comiendo una torta y comida china
Su casa era calmada, pero empezaron a tocar
Abrio la puerta a una flaca que le empezo a rogar
Dijo: "!Es que el olor de la torta me fascina!"
Y me tienes que dar porque yo soy "La Catrina"!
"!No! dijo Eli a la calaca
"Yo no doy comida a ninguna chamaca!"
"Ay" dijo la muerte, "Te doy una oferta.
Si me das tu torta no quedaras muerta!"
Eli grito: "!No! !Me estan pidiendo cada rato!"
Ella respondio"!Ay no manches cabrona, entonces te mato!"
Y asi su vida termino muy corta
Porque Eli no quiso compartir su torta
Translation (This is difficult to translate)
One day Eli was in the kitchen
Eating a torta and chinese food
Her home was calm, but someone started to knock
She opened the door to a skinny woman who started to beg
She said: "It's because the smell of the torta fascinates me!"
And you have to give me some because I am "Catrina" (Death)
"No!" Said Eli to La Calaca (Death)
"I don't give food to anyone!"
"Ay!" said La Calaca (Death)"I'll make you a deal.
If you give me your torta, you won't end up dead!"
Eli screamed, "No! People are always begging me!"
She responded, "Oh screw you bitch! I'm going to kill you then!"
And this is how Eli's life became so short
because Eli didn't want to share her torta
