A three headed okapi was sad.
The three heads were each, oh so mad.
Each head wanted a different way.
This would not be a very good day.
Dear head one wanted to go left.
Shy head two was, oh so deft.
The last one was mean and only went right.
Oh, it was going to be a very bad fight.
All at once they wanted to move.
Crash, bang, crash that did not improve.
Oh, they really wanted to go.
In one direction they did not flow.
They yelled all night till a lion came.
Now they knew it was not a game.
It looked like it weighed many an ounce.
And the lion was ready to pounce.
Oh my, that gave them a good fright.
They ran and ran with all their might.
Let's take turns because it is nice.
And so they fled and ran like mice.
Hooray, what a wonderful escape.
Each they were able to placate.
Now we will all corporate, right?
They agreed and had fun all night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Definately one of the funniest poems I have seen, keep up the good work.