A parody
As I passed the opera house,
I met a man of enormous size;
“Hello, ” I said in greeting him,
A large man whose bright eyes,
Sound ears, and sturdy frame
Suggest a robust, healthy body.
“Baritone? I asked, “Basso, perhaps
“No, ” he squeeked, “I’m a castradi.”
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two b-ls; the world is mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem