Jokes were made.
Funny people not paid,
Laughter I'm your maid.
Behind you I'm laid.
I harm not my birth,
Behold oh death.
For protected is my breathe.
And if doubt be with you confirm my health.
Ring not the bells
For I hate yells.
I need not much.
Laughter is what I am after.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem