while at school today
while he kept me swimming on the swing
reaching ever higher, higher touch the sky.
the slide went by.
and people reaching by across my seat.
which today they tear my panties.
That was not exactly small damage.
I opened those, it is wide, it is sore, they tore.
This last one first time,
as for everyone they seemed too be at school,
of my receiving end,
which can see a smile of purple which was pressed
and then reset, with color blue..
Vision can amuse the people,
but the friend whom I have and her worry, was delightful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem