Thick headed fools
as a rule
don't talk about much when
they band together
they talk about religion, politics and rain
again and again
or how their wives don't understand
Its easy to see
why men (and women) like these
aren't easy to please
when the world for them
is hard to comprehend
because they cannot relate
its so easy for them to hate
the subtle changes going on all around them
while they whine
we all laugh and dine
with the most beautiful ones
of the moment.
Let us take pity
on those so sh*tty
with brains the size of a gnat
stifle our smirks
when looking at jerks
knowing all about them.
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I would like to translate this poem