He kept saying I'm alive but she wanted me to die.
To kill me she gave it a good try.
She hit me in the head with a frying pan while I was asleep.
She did it quietly and didn't make a peep.
It felt like a mule kick.
But I'm alive and insane to still be in love with this chick.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem