Of poems,
it took not a mass,
just two,
T-Bumpety T-Bum
and T-Bumpety T-Bum 2,
for T-Bum to turn to Tass.
You cannot persuade
who know you don't know.
You can,
who you've made think they do.
Who do, you down-put,
abuse, frame,
and threaten to marshall against.
You hide and obstruct and divert,
and surely challenge invention
by having your border fenced.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem