No man
Wants to date a Yoko
O No, O No
No not a Yoka
A Yoko
Seeks to destroy
All that makes
A boy a boy
Him his mate and his toys
She wants this man
All to herself
His life is no longer is own
Her claws have rooted
And subsequently grown
Now all of him
She does own
His just a puppet on her string
And all that try and loosen the strings
Are bound
For her venomous sting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem