If a young blood should wonder
To ask about town
The oldest trick in the book…?
Usher the boy to the encyclopedia
Away from control
The trance of hype media
The internet did not free us
Let the young kid know
Find and seek to
See for yourself be without
Doubt
Not for nothing nor for satisfaction
Having the answer,
No…
But if it helps,
Me thinks it's a pic of your me-maw
In tassels & cowboy boots
If it's that kind of trick
Your pa-paw
The old dog was once
New
Tricks that learn quick
Young buck is proud
Without doubt
The oldest most likely
Wise
Though our
Problem
Wild
Child.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem