He was a man with big ears
They were huge
And he sat
In his chair
Outside the bar
Every and all day
Nobody knew what
He did for a living
But everybody knew that
He drunk for a lifetime
The man with big ears
I don’t see him anymore
That chair
His chair
Was sat on
No more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absorbing and easy to identify with.