As we waited for the elevator to come.
It was 2 elevator. I was there first.
So, when they both came down.
We both jump in the same one.
He got mad at me, tell to get in the other one.
I said, no I was here first.
Then he start to mumble.
Once I got off, I said you must,
want to be on the elevator to play with your little winky.
True story...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem