It's not a nunnery I need
It's a secular minaret.
I would have to go down
To play the marionette occasionally
Of course.
But I would count each step on return
Leaving all the flummery
Roundly down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Didn't know you knew how to use an angle grinder Linda....He He. Sid.xxx