One scary night,
When I covered with fright,
Scared of Ghosts.
But zombies the most!
After sometimes I was sleepy,
I went to my room, opened the windows,
There was a tree which was creepy,
I ran and ran,
As fast as I can,
Until I hit a fan!
Then I let out a loud scream,
Only to realize it was a bad dream,
Surely that dream was very Mr.Bean! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem