A rather tempting idea trespassed my thoughts,
I thought write a poem that doesn't say lots.
But sense saw me through, and did set me straight,
It said write a poem that says something great.
Finding my fate, I faltered along, tempting the task,
And, alas, this poem, I began to unmask.
I wrote of my thoughts, I found them a bore,
And regretfully realized, I could come up with no more.
nothing...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem