Words, they ‘mean’ – just, what they do;
and a poem means – just what it does;
if it doesn’t do a single thing for you –
that’s it, for now; let’s cut the fuzz…
it may be called ‘the greatest’ poem;
it may be utterly true;
but if it doesn’t do one little thing for you -
just put it aside for another time;
and let's all rap'n'clap this memorable rhyme:
'poems ‘ mean’ – simply – what they DO…
(1,2,3, and...) ...for ME..(5,6..) ......for YOU! '....
and that’s the end of my poetic beef –
I hope you find that some relief..
so rap it with me, all of you:
“ POEMS MEAN – JUST WHAT THEY DO! ! “
Now this looks like a job for Shep Of all us cats, he’s da most Hep He might not be no Johnny Depp, But it feels so empty without Shep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
M, the irony in this stunning piece, relating as it does to the dietary habits of the sheep owned by Jehovah's Witnesses in a small village in Outer Mongolia, is superbly crafted. :) - POINT LOUD AND CLEAR AND YES YES YES! ! ! ! t x