At the gate of
my house it sing
creek creel
dancing dancing.
It is the summer morning
and I see it
with my eyes
having no brow.
You sparrow
if know please say
where is my cow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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This was humorous, with an unexpected ending. I liked the talking to the Sparrow, as though he would really tell where the cow is.