'Please do not worry and get stress Master
And we realized your situation.
We try our best to convert into bullion
And make you a Man.'
Oh! I love that sad song which has no music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wonder if all our problems would go away if the copper pennies were transformed into bullion. Somehow I doubt it. Incidentally, let me reiterate what Sandra has said about your final line. Exquisite. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥