She looked at me
As though- -I was
A piece of vermin
But with a smile
That poet- -was pathetic
If that is your best line
You can throw at a lady
To encourage her attention
You had better buy yourself a favour
Find yourself a poor young thing
With a better body
But less of a brain
Anywhere but here- - I placed my ego
In a large suitcase- -and left
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem has very good potential but unfortunately the avoidance of punctuation makes it rather incomprehensible to read.