Possibly not true,
What you people here
Talking about.
I am not the one
To go with you.
It is all different here
All my work to rule.
Remember men,
Here nothing is running out.
Believe the truth
With no feeling of doubt.
Usually men, I cook my food,
My preparation is unique and
Something different from you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem