Infamy, infamy,
Does that one
Have it in for me?
What IS
The worth of words?
As slings and arrows
Flow
The multitude of words grow.
I've had 'Bloody' nicked!
From all the words to pick.
Now all I hear
I fear
Is Bloody Shakespeare..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don; t think we could mistake you now could we George: 0)) ...nice poem...thank you