My beloved painkiller gave me a parcel with compliments.
Oh! Raw power fragrance Deodorant body spray,
A speed stick smells great all day
Olay moisturizer with Vitamins E & B3
Gillette shaver gel and an exceptional cologne spray
Named 'King'.
And she reads the leaflet inside;
'Because you work so hard
Because you are strong
Because you are a real Man
You are my King.'
I said; 'Thank you so much Darling!
But you have forgotten one thing purposely.
This old rheumatoid King fond of cheap liquor
Isn't it? '
* I searched my thorny broken crown in the attic but a rat has stolen it seems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem