He knew that his life was coming to an end.
So he wanted to spend it with his best friend.
So he took out a can of Bud.
And he drank those delicious suds.
His cans of Bud had given him more comfort than a wife.
And he thanked his cans of Bud for being a part of his life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This made me smile..a lovely piece with a conedic air..thank you for sharing Lodigiana x