*this poem is dedicated to my dear cousin Emily, and forgotten days of youth*
You hit me ill hit you back
I'll slap you silly with a smack
You hit me and ill hit you
Don’t you dare throw that old shoe
I’m angry and mad at our act
You say your gone done and packed then ill cry
Oh please don’t go
Then mom says told you so
Oh cousin dear please stay here and so goes on
Year after year this never ending river of tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We hate moving out..lol..but we do..this was like slap stick i love comedy..thanks..iip