My radar ears separate my head
Listening intently to every word said
Picking up signals from all over the place
Hearing all the gossip at a lightening pace
Having to endure all the moaning and complaining
The lost and insecure it's so boring and so draining
It's bad enough listening to my nagging wife
My poor radar ears what a miserable life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem