Making refrains sometimes takes time,
Especially when words don't want to rhyme.
So you get mean, take a stick in hand,
And beat them silly, till they say they can.
Then you put them on paper, and try again,
And they will rhyme till they go insane.
But they always remember, that bamboo cane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem