Sad, Saggy Saga
Ninety three year old lady,
sad and bereft
By her beloved husband’s
untimely death
Decided to join him
and no longer be apart
Twould best be done
by a bullet to the heart
To her doctor posed the question,
“exactly where does my heart rest”
The doctor replied,
“just below your left breast”
Gunshot under her left breast
Failed to set her free
She was admitted to hospital
With gunshot wound to left knee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ROTFLMAO... very funny! You have quite a good sense of humor. And what's with this person that goes around handing out 1's for peoples poetry? Must have a shriveled up heart! Shirley