Wet feet on a full moon.
Tides will turn quite soon.
Cup in hand -
Head hanging man!
Trip a-part of you-
Stand well back and
Watch the party ensue.
In time you'll see
The waters rising majestically.
You knew it all
Ages ago,
But you buried it -
Inner cargo of snow.
Motoring away from true
Responsibility.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem for a man under the influence of drink. Bob