I love to talk
But when I can't,
I write it down with chalk.
I love to chat
And if I can
I do it on the mat.
When we went to the beach today,
My mum got really,
She said I shouldn't be alone,
Especially with a crab.
I don't know what this has to do,
With this poem
That I write.
But stick with me,
And count three
And then you close your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem