Most like laughing at a butt
But find it not so funny
With themselves as butts.
You can find in Sydney
A bloke from Ironbark
Put paid to barber's pranks with fists
And ruin fun for all.
But a nurse of Kate in London
Who couldn't bear the radio jokes
Had to go one better
Become the one in a million
To ruin fun for all
By going and ending it all.
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I would like to translate this poem
Some people, like this nurse, are exceptionally sensitive to jokes about appearance profile. Suicide becomes an option.