Once upon a time.
I caught a little rhyme.
I set it on the table.
But it jumped from its cradle.
I chased it on my knees.
But it did flee.
I scooped it in my hand.
But it turned into a marching band.
I caught it by its horn.
But it turned into a rose thorn.
I followed it to school.
But it turned into a pool.
When, I fed it water.
It became taller.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem