When I go to the bank
My heart rocks and rocks
When I see pretty teller
Whose lovely name Crystal
When I want get some money
She is sweeter than honey
When I want to deposit cash
She gets the transaction fast
With beautiful radiant smile
and cheerful look on her face
Whom else you think and guess
She is the wonderful Crystal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a beautiful poem, considering all the good assets from the bank, either the money or the employees..grace