Well he is known.
Many triumphs truly,
in many decks.
Decks of cards
I mean
Those kind of decks.
Could be a ship
but muffins have no use for ships,
for they travel in bags
made by men.
Human men I mean.
The kind to drink carbonated soda which,
you should perhaps do some more reading,
is bad for your teeth.
Rise like muffins,
shake life coffee in my brain.
Which is there I tell you,
cause I quit smoking sometime during august
and it doesn't explain my unmanly pulse anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is by far your boldest and most stylized work so far