‘It's all about a bit of bite
‘To eat and fill my hungry maw,
‘To that end these skies I soar
‘Over every inch of land to pour,
‘And more than happy
‘I sure hope to be
‘With just some frugal breakfast—
‘Forget a sumptuous repast',
Seems to say this keen-looking kite
I saw.
‘Yea, were it not for hunger,
I'd bother to work no longer',
Preparing to fly away
Said this kite looking more grey.
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Reflections | 08.02.2020 |
Topic: bird, kite, hunger, life
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I would like to translate this poem
rumbling tummy is always hungry adds to more GREED you to all in hunger lovely poetry FEED Do more seed
...And good feedback fills up my hungry maw, whist opening up further my greedy jaw. Thanks PP.