bought a map
to all the star's
homes
for five bucks
from some kid
that smelled like Patchouli
sitting in a lawn chair
on a corner
and now I'm sitting
outside your mansion
behind the steering wheel
of my rusted-out Chevy Nova
waiting
patiently
the DJ on the radio
is spinning 'Dirty Deeds'
by AC/DC
ironic
biding my time
waiting
patiently
for you
to come out
and play
waiting
patiently
polishing my pistol
just to kill the time
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I would like to translate this poem
Quite entertaining and amusing poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.