Oh breadfruit, i'm gonna eat you tonight
You hang there so deceptively
My eyes-drowsy but will still fain you for diet
The oven smothers tentatively
You'll be baked bronze-brown
Like an angel in hue earthy gown
'Cause you are a breadfruit
And I, a baker cute
The oven temperature is just fine
Alas! but the swelterin' heat-don't worry
You'll be just fine,
When you are out: bronze-brown and without worry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a hilarious poem here my friend, i am a fan of such poetry.