Went camping with some poets,
three or four or two.
But it weren't long till we noticed,
that something was askew.
We forgot to bring some TP,
for natural things that come to pass.
But in the end we were relieved to see,
that Whitman brought his leaves of grass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks a bunch Deluke Muwanigwa 😀