It was just once and she was pregnant,
But twice as much wasn't what she expected;
Because she fell on all of them! !
They werevery wet under there,
And this was like the very works of their hands;
So why forsake my muse and climb up so high? ! !
For the rains will also get you out there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem