His face is marked! Every walls of villages, he has brown eyes with red dark lips! He is been followed by his own shadow., he has been warned of robbery in bar! He had took nine bottles of bear, and even the precious scotch of the rich, he has been named as 'the drunken thief' he robbed 95 bar's and even the 'bar waitress' now the city is scared to keep the window opened, 'will he steal my lovabe wine' quetioms from everyone's mouth the police been trying to catch Mr.drunk, poor them! The drunken theif is a mystery then!
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I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it, a great write.