Checking if the rooms are alright
Making sure that everything if almost right
Such a massive space I’d ever see
Real posh and so clean
Not busy I’m always free
Bored yeah, but I just don’t wanna flee
Down the stairs I go
Hoping that we get this flat soon
So at least I can look up to the moon
And say,
“I’m ready, let’s do it! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem