dont pull back,
or let this go,
just hold on tight,
like a lasso around that
big fat moon.
dont pull back, or fall
to your knees, just look
them in the eyes,
like a lasso around the
big fat moon.
so dig, and find that gold,
and remember, its the stuff
in the middle that counts,
not the lasso around that
big fat moon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poetic prowess, you. this was delightful. care, GL