There was a young man from Prestatyn
A little place not far away
He was a recluse and would stay in
Listening to his mind every day
Until he heard someone was calling
Who told him that he was trespassing
So he screamed 'GO AWAY'
For most of the day
'I can't stand all of this harrassing'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am shock to see your beauty...lovely... I love your used of words, the rhyming..