People have fun.
Fun in the sun.
Theres something for everyone.
If your fun is a run.
Or if its using a water gun.
Some even have fun eating a bun.
The funs just begun.
It's not done.
With fun you can't have none.
Your fun must be a tonne.
Your fun can not be outdone.
Soon you have to go home, fun is done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem