Ass, ant, apple, aeroplane,
At Aum Valley public school,
My grand-daughter is reading
Every day and telling me
You old gentleman, know nothing.
You know not what is bag,
What is ball, brush or bat,
But I know she is under
Misrule and is misdirected.
I let not the cow grazes
My rice or wheat field, but
I am helpless and unable to
Do anything from the beginning,
And I show the flag, not green.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem