Here hares wait quietly till drizzle stops atop hills, bright light peeps rabitually habitually wolves hooves trot brought again sound of cloud and air clash.
Then again sun and fun return, hares en- mass dare and scare away wolves.
Crazy Jerrys are chasing, facing warm Toms from yesterday to today.
(Poem in Nonce Form, i.e in a new poetic form. Here most adjacent words rhyme. The theme is funny, bizarre.) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem