He names this joint The cafe Of Lovers
All his boyfriends are just bartenders
His relationships are short-term and fickle
Last night he drank like a pig and had pickle
Then he picked up a cute guy in the dark alley
Drove him to the desert and they made it in the valley
His curent lover learned about that and did get mad
Said it wasn't that cool to go to the bad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem