Lush greens and hot floor
Hotdog eating parasite
Busy is the man who wanted to change
Find yourself little darling
Different accounts full of money
Parasol of fatigue, plastic bags and deep trench
Babies wailing, welcome to the night
I, for one is weary and you on the other hand deary
Look forward to this and you will see amazement
Hot cup of tea and coffee
Biscuits made of tin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Andrew. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.