While swimming in the river, I,
saw a bloated corpse float by.
Just then he opened up his eyes,
and said he swam, for exercise.
You can well imagine his surprise,
when I told him of his sad demise.
When he screamed, 'Your words are lies! '
I said, 'Don't trust me? Ask the flies! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very clever title. I think this is a great little poem. Thanks.