Cabbage heads are on their way,
And one day,
With the camels
Who smell,
Will take over the world.
They will pluck out our eyes
And black out the skies,
So beware
Of the ones with no hair,
That are the cabbage heads.
They will make us slaves
And we will rebel and live in caves.
We will ask why
Those cabbage heads are so mean.
So next time you laugh at a cabbage head,
Remember you could be dead
When they take over the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem