He called himself a man of action.
When it came to giving her satisfaction.
But she decided that she wanted to trade him for a newer model.
So he cried like a baby.
Because she no longer wanted to be his lady.
She threw him on the scrap heap.
He was something that she no longer wanted to keep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A man deactivated and a poem worthy of applause!