There is this rodent in my room
Pays me no rent for to live
Misses no appetizer or dessert
Maneuvers aptly to avoid death
Tell the very rich but stingy
Wealth cannot be consumed alone
You do charity anyway
Only let it be worthy enough
To scribble your name in the sands of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem