Gods and Apes..
Our passing souls are items cross.
Refill by hall are fames as gods.
To hallow get the events as apes.
Their patents patterns go to laces.
Objects are meals in pieces that go.
A never-never go to end.
Remain a good object of gooses.
Our songs to swans impair to hens.
--Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem