Well, let me tell
The tale that has
No head no tail.
There you can
See the shell
But be sure
That is not hell.
You can point the nail
That has a mail,
Covered by pale.
If you can,
Come with a pail,
To listen the tale
That is nothing but a gail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem