Professor Quimby pauses, mid-lecture,
regards a wren alighting on the window-sill,
turns to us a happy face.
'Students, the time has come
-- spring has come and the birds have come--
and it is time for me to go! '
So saying, he went out-- we thought bathroom--
instead, he marched to his house, packed a bag
and moved to Vermont!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem