Once upon a time he was a king
And his wife was really a queen,
They both are now old
But thinking over gold
Whether it is silver, tan or tin.
Cold, old! Growing up; growing old. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! it is heavy funny poem at all, very interesting, thank you for this extraordinary poem, I think it is a great satire on some stupid who neglect gold and think tin as gold, excellent and wisely written poem