Sloth, Luigi, is hanging out,
And spies a keeper coming near.
This perks up Luigi no doubt.
Maybe some treats are coming here.
In anticipation he be
A smacking his lips thinking that
Very soon some goodies he'll see
Served to him in his habitat.
Luigi stretches out his head
To be in good position for
Whatever's coming to be fed.
Hope it's stuff that he does adore.
Luigi gives a look so sweet,
"Hey keeper - whatcha got to eat! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem