That is halarious...
What is?
Well do you over there man hanging from the tree.
Yeah, what about him?
You wouldn't believe how he got there.
Do tell...
Well he believes he was riding broom coming back from seeing the girl in between the stars and the moon.
Okay how did he really get there?
Well from what I understand he got shot out of cannon and it didn't work out.
Where from there is no carnival around here for miles?
Well I didn't say there was.
How is that possible?
Same could be asked about his story I guess.
That is the way all stories go don't you know.
They are just stories.
Not to confuse with what we actually know for fact.
Well I'll be look over there.
What is it?
A broken broom.
Golly Gee.
Sitting underneath that tree.
I wonder what that means.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful poetry my friend, , enjoyed it fully