Do this, do that
That and this
All the same,
They Drive me insane.
Known to you
Known to I,
These things are worthless as
A tux and a tie.
When you look from
A bird's eye view,
high in the sky,
You'll notice no difference,
but a Fuel for madness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem