All I have is me
Living in a strange world
That are full of weirdo ladies
But one of the weirdo Lady
That belongs to the weirdo ladies
Came to the hotel
That I am staying in
Through the main lobby
And the weirdo lady asked at the hotel reception if she could use the Phone
The menager at the hotel told to the weirdo lady that she can use the Phone to call a taxi
And guess what
The weirdo lady did
By the time that the taxi came
The weirdo lady was gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm...glad you used the word weirdo so often because now I won't feel too bad saying that this is a very weirdo poem!