Santa: 'Do you know anything about this fax-machine? '
Banta: 'A little. What`s wrong? '
Santa: 'Well, I sent a fax, and the recipient called back to say all she received was a blank page. I tried it again, and the same thing happened.'
Banta: 'How did you load the sheet? '
Santa: 'I didn`t want anyone else to read it by accident, so I folded it so only the recipient would open it and read it.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem