Once I had a talking knife
It was a companion for life
When I cut some bread
Instantly it fell dead
I hope it 'll be sharp in the afterlife
Είχα ένα μαχαίρι ομιλητικό
Που ήταν εξόχως φιλικό
Όταν κόψαμε ψωμί
Πέθανε αυτοστιγμεί
Στον άλλο κόσμο ας είναι αιχμηρό
talker with self will be sharp leader to show the path of next life!
A very amazing limerick! Enjoyed the jollification....................10+++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are an interesting dude! lol Loved this!