It was no fun
When ran
Across comment
And attentively heard argument
She was sore
And therefore
Cried for moment
With enough of resentment
It was me alone
That had gone
Against her wish
When she had yet not finished
I was afraid
When she laid
Some conditions before friends
I though it may bring end soon
So I cut her short
With immediate form of order
To clarify her position
And clear the point of relation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So I cut her short With immediate form of order To clarify her position And clear the point of relation