Have machines in yards..
Bland ideas are backs to doors.
Opened yards are birds singing.
All machine ideas will go at gods.
All machines in yards have weapon guns.
Arms in homes a fire is blaze in codes.
Codes in minds the matters go on fine.
All bazooka good are good.
64-killing tanks are tools.
Worked BAZOOKIERS pupils got my prides.
Karma bloods are all with prices.
Mini mental states are simple.
Maximum powers all confined.
Maximum powers just control us all.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem