Gotti loved Letti,
and a house to let they got,
and Gotti was pretty.
But the town wasn’t happy;
built a committee
against Letti.
SO upset a lot was Gotti.
Cried in her sleep
so sad and pretty.
So a ring Letti got,
to hush the committee
and make her happy.
Now Gotti is Letti.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
like it a lot! ! a great play on words S.W. x