Thank you for the favor. This cozy little bed of mine
is all I could’ve hoped for. It’s really quite divine! Yes,
four walls contain my slow decay, and all my worries
melt away. I’ve something rather fun in store, for when
you make it to the door. You needn’t have a guilt or ‘gret
When linchin’ is so sure a bet!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now that is well worth a comment. Wow! So good that I wish I'd written it. Love the humor. Read mine - An Acutely Obtuse Pythgorean Lyric - Adeline