Help how much my heart hurts
my mouth is as dry as a desert
my throught is sore
my voice is a goner
my heart is beating as fast as a tiger
my hand is a rattling snake
my face is a tomato
bye bye, boring life
i cannot take it no more
i lay my head
upon my knee
now blow the whistle refree
Wooop wooop wwoooooop wooop the popo are here, ! Wooop woop🚔🚓🚔🕋💵💴💎nooooo
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I would like to translate this poem
I like this poem. I am trying to put all the imagary in the peom together and I am getting a football match between animals in the desert using a tomato as a football. Are you the personification of this?