I remember a pair of fine breasts
she was one of my Groundhog Day guests.
Oh to tear it asunder
just to see what was under
the bulges of Miriam's vest.
So I asked her to look for the hog
who would soon be observed in the bog.
When she finally bowed
bothe her cups overflowed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem