Attention all Losers
Ya you failures,
victors of flops
washouts, nonstarters
These unfortunate people
always fall from the steeple
contest winners, champs
have a belly full of cramps
You can't help a loser
cause he won't leave the boozer
that seams to be their code
when their stuck in loser mode
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I thought, from the title, that this was going to be a poem about colonic irrigation! Umm, maybe, in a way, it is! ! Think about it. Love, Fran the Fan xx