this dream is and its scary
the monsters i dreamt were hairy
never in was weary
now it even scared mary
they trod through the dark to get me
lucky for them they could see
especialy the big bee
now they had seized me
they dropped me in the dark by luck
one had stood in muck
one got stuck
the other triped on a puch
i got out, just in time,
into my bedroom
i flicked on my light
theres nothing there
everything vanished in the air........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great Poem, Pal, It's Amazing! I have poems on my page left right and centre! One of my recent ones is called The Day Bullying Reduced me to Tears Takes a look at it, and my other works, ok?