Mon frere, ma soeur et moi
a l'exterieure
de la bibliotheque
de l'universite
de Paris.
Sculptures,
en gres,
du homme de renom.
Pocketable oeuvres
(poche doovers) .
Nous n'etonnions pas
quand nous were searched at la porte.
Mon homme asked, 'You were in court before? '
(Je hadn't done any courtroom francais,
let alone past tense.
Il parlais anglais.)
Je said, 'Not en France.'
Nous left, et soon noticed
il following us.
Je said,
'Je will satisfy
il's curiosity.
Vous allez on ahead.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I got the gist of part of it and what I got I liked.