O the giant black demon
you eat up the huge ball of fire
and diminish the whole today
into a diminutive dwarf...
when along with deathly silence
you play impish pranks
timid selves cringe to a crumb!
an ice-cold spooky touch
runs all over the nooky parts!
eager eyes strain hard
but vision goes bone nerd!
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I would like to translate this poem
vision goes, I like this write, thanks.