I believe it is in one of them,
So take time to search for it.
Pole, hole, whole, bole, mole, dole, Cole, role, sole, vole;
Be lifted up to respect my muse,
For the days ahead are like the days of war!
How can these things be my love?
For, i do write about the things that i know of;
And, of the many things seen around me!
But, do take time to search for the missing rope;
And like a pole in a hole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem