Sorry for the checkmate.....and for your mate or inmate.....and inmates....
and the traffic's policeman who is trying to organize
your inner life....in and out....
fom srtreets to avenues, to highways, and then to Ohare...Airport....
and thanks for not being that poetic....or so so
while you lost your mating season.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem