Your face had shown no laughter
After you gave me the order
And off I went like a whippet
Skipping on my errand
'The bubble in the spirit levels bust
Just nip down and get another
No bother, off I went
The afternoon spent
Content on the river bank
Turning the bubble over in my hand
And the sun laughing his way across the sky
At my audacity
'That's not a bubble! That's a marble
And where the hell've you been all afternoon? '
I smiled, 'the bubble's in the marble
They're a marvel the man said
The new unbreakable ones
'And how am I to get the bubble
From the marble to the level'
I kept my face dead pan
'You're the skilled man
I'm just the stupid apprentice'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem