Call yourself a COQ,
an ALpha BULL....
a big CAT....caterpilla size....
you will be down ba-bi....((I mean bee bee....lost bee..get yourself a honey bee))
soon....like bow one owned nothing in hand
and nothing will fall down from the sky....
you will be hung it hand to hand
by the people
whom
you think
are only but cheeps and cows....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem