The phone was ringing,
around ten o'clock,
like the birds were singing.
Or the young children were zinging.
It was like a loud banging,
or.... clanging?
That's when started the hanging.
It was a sad sight to see,
why of, why me?
Then there was a bumble bee,
right around the shuny sea.
God, I have to pee.
and....and I wish I was a gee!
It's depressing, you know?
I once dated this guy named Joe,
he had a lot of doe.
Everyday, I would say oh, gimme, gimme, mo!
It was my birthday, and everyone would say
hey, hey, hey!
I named my baby Jae.
M'kay? (:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem