DEAR MR.5 LIKES
(This is me to myself) :
Your poems rarely
Get more than 5 likes,
And I mean rarely. So...
Bow out while you're
5 likes ahead
Before the like count
Plunges to zero.
Signed,
Trying to save face (ours)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem