What a little muscle you are,
But what an amazing design.
You form all spoken sounds
And give us a gift of taste.
Just a sip from you
Tells the story,
Hot or cold,
Salt or sweet,
You make eating a pleare.
Sometimes though,
You lead me into trouble.
Stop me from abusive speech
Train me to talk with love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lol! Now the power of the tongue is something we all undersetimate! Eish, come to think about it, you are brilliant my friend! Baie mooi! ! !