Banta was carrying two babies, one in each arm while waiting for a train. Along came this woman and seeing the two cute babies started asking the man, 'Aren`t they cute, what are their names? '
Banta, giving the lady an angry look, replied, 'I don`t know.'
The lady asked, 'Which is a boy and which is a girl? '
Banta looking angrier than before replied, 'I don`t know.'
The woman then started to scold the man, 'What kind of a father are you? '
Banta replied, 'I am not their father, I am just a condom salesman and these are two complaints that I am taking back to my company! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem