Paddle puny little boats
Lost in so much tangled kelp
Sipping trust in teacups
Sans any meaningful help
As the lashes bear down
And leave angry red welts
Rings across many oceans
The howl of singeing belts
Farther the galaxies spin
tireless the wax doth melt
in ethers across vistas
Stolid row nature's dealt
Silent sit and count
Tears, tires and weeps
And wonder gaping lone
burden of Adam's heaps
Silent sit and count Tears, tires and weeps And wonder gaping lone burden of Adam's heaps
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I would like to translate this poem
Hmm dats a subtle ingenious plot poem dat makes d reader think. Enjoyd readin yor muse once again poet.