1
Sarah and Tim are talking
at the warehouse where they work
“Our new manager’s good –
don’t you think? Bet he’d give me a day off”
“Bet your bottom, ” says Sarah
2
And Tim hangs
upside down on the beam
across the ceiling
and the Manager asks:
“Tim, what are you doing? ”
“I’m a light bulb, ” says Tim
“and I light up
the warehouse”
“You need a break, I think”
says the Manager
“Have the rest of the day off paid;
come back tomorrow”
3
Tim smiles and he goes
and Sarah follows out
And the Manger, puzzled, asks:
“Sarah – where are you going? ”
“Oh, ” says Sarah,
“It’s so darned dark in here
since the light is off;
I can’t work
till the light comes back tomorrow”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem