My name is Goodornot
Do you
misconstrue
The question when
The answere is
But i forgot
You may call me
Miss. Behave
If you'd like to
Dance a little to
The left a little
That way
i heard you speak
A thought no worries
i but brushed it off
And danced my way
Ah you charming dance
One last chilling glance
You are not the
Good i thought
You never knew
The trust i threw
You brushed it off
The question is good or not
The answere is
But i forgot
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem