(This is a fictional poem)
After I got married, I learned that my wife believes it's wrong to drink.
She poured my beers down the drain and that really stinks.
She believes that drinking is a sin.
I told her I'd kick her ass if I ever caught her doing it again.
She kicked my shin and took a fork and jabbed it in my eye.
The eyepatch I wore made everyone laugh and that's no lie.
I just got a glass eye but it was expensive and it keeps falling out too.
Don't laugh guys. The same can happen to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem