Its cost, after I bought it, went up.
Its cost, after I sold it, went down.
After me in the queue, ticket is over.
The train I missed got stuck somewhere.
Someone trails me in the run
When an elephant chases.
I’m blessed; thanks to God.
My wisdom says I am a mean fellow.
07.05.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem