It can be somewhat boring,
(As a power drill I mean)
When someone else is snoring
As a matter of routine.
I'm told there's one solution:
A bucket set high above
At the first sounds of commotion
It drip, drips on your love.
And if the sounds persist at all,
The Bucket slopes some more
To make a lovely waterfall
On the face that you adore.
One problem with this ruse, it's said
That when the deed is done
You end up with a soaking bed
And a spouse armed with a gun!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bucket set high above and we can search for common solution. Love rules over mind and in love many problems are solved. Sleeping gives rest. Snoring sometimes becomes problems.This is wisely penned amazing poem shared.10
But a rather dangerous solution! But indeed love solves many problems and we find compromises. Mostly good ones, in my experience. Thank you, Kumarmani.