Here he thought, she was saying
I Love You.
But, in essence was only playing,
With words, I'll of View
Isleof view, more than life!
Now c'mon, you know who,
Soon wantsa be your wife.
But, from the isle, with his view,
Saw she couldn't cut if with a knife.
This she knows, that he knew.
And so now is sentenced, for his life.
So what he's hurt, then she blew!
Try as he might, no longer can hide it
'Cause he'll always of view.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem