If he could do it over, he would make more money.
And hump a lot more honies.
Drink a lot more Bud.
And savor the taste of those suds.
Buy many more fast cars.
And spend more time at the bars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
u r an umbrella I thought for my poetry now it rains but you keep ur umbrella here in vain not seen again LC