'Have I said too much?
There is nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do
Is look at me to know
That every word is true.'
The words of this
A 1970's musical
Hit my battered emotions
On the head,
Knock them out cold,
And present them to you
On a platter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem