PRACTICE
Poem by Chan Mongol
January 26 of 2021.
I dressed good, I combed my hair;
To get her attention and her favor.
Once, she looked at me good;
She couldn't be with me rude.
The first instinct about me;
Her look told me, I am lucky.
Practice for your introduction;
In order to get the most attention.
Keep practicing to be perfect;
Otherwise, you will be sacked.
Prayers don't help to pass, wishes neither;
It is all about you how holy you are!
Get help from a big brother or a tutor;
King Philip and teachers helped Alexander.
The idea is, first practice to be fit;
Then, you would be natural to get it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Prayers don't help to pass, wishes neither; It is all about you how holy you are! ~ yeah right~ sometimes I think so