Carrying a bucket full of frogs
The short man
promply stops at certain houses
Children and housewives
gather round him
watching as he squats down
Then his small left hand now starts to
choose the fat frogs for sale!
Then his expert right hand with a sharp
pen-knife
professionally cuts open the frogs
Then discarding innards and all
Then washes the frogs
in a pail of clean water
Then stringing them in a row for
his curious customers
And eager housewives willingly
pay for the frog meat
believe it or not -they
beaming with satisfaction and
thanking him
Then walking back to their houses to
steam the frog meat with barley to
make clear soup for their children to
drink!
Seems it is believed that this
soup prevents skin
diseases! ! !
The frog man smiles
his familiar smile
'Cos other housewives
request for more
frogs for the
next day
Such is the daily business
of this 'frog man'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem