I was in a room with a phone
The phone rang with a 'tring tring' tone
I lifted the phone and said Hello
He too said hello with a swallow
He said 'I got a prize in a lucky contest by luck'
By those words of him my heart struck
I thought that 'I was luckiest of all men'
He said sorry, it's a wrong number, this mistake wont'repeat again
To console my anger I counted ten
and thought to push him in a sanitary den
supeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer and thanks for voting me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ha ha very good....i like it..