they are just words I put down'
Sometimes I talk about a frown
Sometime I talk about life
and all its troubles and strife
I can talk about the birds and bees
about her on her hands an knees
Sometimes about how life can be
sometimes about misery
But if I think about it all
I would say life is a ball
life has it sups and downs
But in all it just goes round
Meeting people
Making friends
Hoping to make it until the end
life, aint it weird...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's so right. life is like oranges on the tree some sweet some sour all for us to pick the ones with brain would not go wrong