She quietly said, 'Milton... I love you.'
His light heart ballooned to the moon.
She flew out - - 'So shy! ' he thought, but he knew
That wedding bells would clanggg very soon.
Long had he worshipped and followed her,
Sent her lingerie and flowers.
At long last his ardor had paid off
for ere long (drool) her clothes she'd doff!
Milton suffers a personal weakness:
Quite certain he knows false from true.
But to his wretched horror and bleakness,
He found out she'd said, 'I love Hugh'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem