The man wakes up and
Finds his woman still in bed
He wants poetry
He also wants tea
Milk and tea begin to boil
One on each burner
He enters his room to read some poetry
Milk boils and then overflows
To reach the interiors of the stove
Tea boils and boils until it sticks to the bottom
Burning smell fills the entire house
The woman wakes up with nostrils flaring
Curtains part noisily
A violent drama begins soon
The man realises at last
Reading poetry and preparing tea
Make a bad combination!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting. This is a reality check which will make the man in the poem much wiser. Thank you, RR.