There is a magical word
That seems to stun my man
It makes him shiver and run
Like a common cad
His feet turn to jelly
His tongue a piece of rubber
He cannot think straight
His mind is now but flubber
This mighty man of mine
Has fallen like an oak
Faced with words of love
He has in sweat begun to soak
I laugh at his discomfort
And cry at my pain
For all was nought and in vain
When my man's bravado begins to drain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem