To keep pace with the planet
You must have her all stacked
To make head about its cycle
You must have her all tethered
To commemorate and hope
You must have her all leashed
Whether by the moon or sun
Really you must her all bounded
Physical or something imaginary
Like a yo-yo a planet needs thread
But withit all falling to a sole sort
The occasion is oddly observed
If this is a year as well as that
Then Algebra is utterly maimed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem