ShaSha is certain loser
A loser in the game of love
He does not aim correctly
He misses his wild shots
ShaSha should learn better
Watch the others carefully
Watch them how they score
They have direct hits
ShaSha wise-up a little
ShaSha be very smart
Jiji will devour you alive
Sadly you will be left
with little bread crumbs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perhaps Sasha is not interested in winning any rewards...and the game might be set by somebody else... Being yourself is what matters most... you don't have to be the way other people are... you really shouldn't...