Well to find a best game can be quite a wild ride
But just how should a fellow begin to explore?
If appropriate girl is not there by your side
There’s a chance that you won’t even get in the door.
But to come out on top you’ll need other’s support
I’m guessing that solitaire’s boring for you,
You’re not beefy enough for professional sport
And think those who play golf all have something askew.
The smart money’s on making of money for sure
Or on power perhaps, drugs and fun, lots of craps.
Maybe brains turn you on, normal fare too obscure.
Subterfuge of some kind, like a job singing raps.
A James Bond kind of fight, that can light up the night,
Your own video game, even better than fame,
Scientific insight, now you’re in the limelight,
Or a critic’s acclaim, that makes fans scream your name.
Well, I’ll tell you the truth, all this crap is passé,
Most important is truly the girl on your arm
You can count all the rest fairly worthless per se
For her smile is the well that gives life to your charm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem