My dad worked and worked and worked
And at the end he earned a lot
With the Pain staked money he bought a house
And in I found spiders and lizards and what not!
It had a tiny room, a kitchen in the side
And a vast washroom, four elephants could reside
Mom fancied the small room, to be the guest room
While I craved it to be my little study room
Dad snooped close enough and settled with moms’ wish
Making mom glad, was more than what he wanted
The room was brilliantly set, ready for the guests
The kitchen was filled and the washroom scrubbed
Now night crept its way, and where will we sleep?
Went to the huge washroom and there we sleep!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
haha! lol... i liked this one!