In Shakespeare's time,
a woman who thought she was a queen
but wasn't,
was lampooned as a 'quine'.
If we followed suit, and went further,
our sovereign citizen
could be laughed at as a 'soverine' -
and a 'svine' and an 'oink'.
While I'm at it:
'Indian summer' should no longer be taught;
call it 'Shangri-la';
'Grilla', for short.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem