I am a beaver with a tale
About a neighbor duck that quacks
Just to annoy me, without fail,
With a volume turned up to max.
After I went and made the dam
That made the pond that holds my lodge.
Being the good neighbor I am,
I let this duck with entourage
Share the pond neighborhood with me.
But this one duck did quack so much,
The other ducks left sneakily,
With only me the quack to touch.
Loud quacking while I nap, oh well!
'Shut the duck up, ' I wanna yell.
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I would like to translate this poem
Great sonnet! Well done as usual.