You say you've been picked to be probed and monitored?
Not too many can say that.
There must be something you have,
Wishing to be cloned to steal and duplicate.
Or appreciate as an appetizer.
Maybe it is the warmth you generate from your personality!
Stop laughing.
There are those who remain fixed as if cemented,
To their perceptions.
Who knows how one decides what is preferred.
Well...
Hopefully there is a mutual entertainment of deeds going on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem