Yelling and screaming
is all that you hear,
when the lights turn out
it turns to fear.
Some may be happy
some may be sad,
when the lights turn out
some may be mad.
Others try to go to sleep,
some may even make a peep.
If they try to have a fit,
they might try to bite and hit.
They've had their baths
and they've been fed,
now it's time
to go to bed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem