(A little argument spices up luv
And life now and then)
Widout women,
Dere would be no men.
Widout men,
Dere would be no women.
Widout women and men,
Dere would be no argument.
And widout de spice of argument,
De world would be seasonless and full of zombies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but revenge is sweeter.............................................take care.