little tiny Timmy Gates
was the nursery bully
always in dire straits
doing things so fully
causing pandemonium
no matter what or where
even with plutonium
set alight, toddlers hair
one day he got expelled
from that nursery class
released stink bombs smelled
plus smoking on dry grass
how was he to get on
raised in a terrible way
was it Dawn or John
difficult one to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's really a pretty and nice poem.