A simple young lady from Maldives
Has ugly red blotches on her thighs
She scratches at table
Because she is unable
To stop the itching with her eyes.
Farmer Jethro set his farm tractor on fire
The situation was for him quite bizarre
He couldn't plow corn
First thing in the morn
Because it was the day he was set to retire.
Ethel Kratvitz was so angry at her mother-in-law
She hit her on the head with a back-handed saw
Her husband was so distressed
His anger not easily repressed
He cried out, "Ethel, you've done killed my maw! "
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I would like to translate this poem
Good ones. Three different senario, three different fun... beautiful. I liked Jethro one best. Then angry husband.