You think I go to spain
To buy you clementines.
'Product of Spain', i read
Once to you from a crate.
I let you believe it.
I like the way it is.
I like that you believe everything I say,
That you can't
Tell time or
Know a country from a state.
I'd go to Spain
To buy them for you though,
It'd be worth it
Just to watch you eat them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good imagry - just capitalize your personal pronouns!