As I wandered past the farmyard gate
I wondered why the farmer's late
He usually opened up at dawn
It looked like he had up and gawn
Dyslexic as I thought I was
I couldn't fathom what it was
That led me past that gate today
When that poor sod was far away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope you were a good Samaritan and closed the gate for him. :)