Spent his life in his room
Having visions of doom
A poem he tried to write
He went left instead of right
On his grave I see a mushroom
Έζησε μέσα σε συρτάρι
Τη γη την έβλεπε νά μη βγάζει στάρι
Να γράψει θέλησε ένα ποίημα
Μα έκανε το λάθος βήμα
Στον τάφο του φύτρωσ' ένα μανιτάρι
He went left instead of right. Misplaced priority. Beautiful.
Amazingly humorous write. Cleverly written. Very entertaining...
A most creative and delightful limerick! 10++ Extraordinary!
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I would like to translate this poem
I stand corrected, I will eat mushroom with the mulled wine. This is a terrific write, but a sad epitaph for some lonely soul.