Leaving
Hey, hey, hey
-I care less for your name
-if "Q", "J", possibly can be "A"
-or any of many alphabets.
Whatever "Bye, bye, bye, "
-I am out of this shit.
I let you to keep it
-for yourself; grind it
-and use to make burgers.
My last word to you is:
- "Have a Bon appetite! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem