The crow and the goblin
I can fly Mr.
Whenever I,
I have no fear,
If I die,
For my feather are of crow,
And I am Mr. Crow.
Goblin says to cat pet of poet,
See the poem of Mrs. Cat,
She had a magic other than the magician and crow,
But I didn't like the Mr. Crow,
That's why I have a feather also,
And what can do to a poet,
For he is innocent and fire burning rail,
So magic was a dispute,
It was a sinner's tale,
So I kept the magic in a box and Mr. Crow and Mrs. Cat locked it forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem