These two lunatics in an asylum decide they have enough,
they escape,
they get to the roof,
there's a gap,
the first one jumps over with ease,
the other is scared of heights.
The other guy got a flashlight and shone it across the gap,
come on theres a beam you can balance over,
The reply,
No!
You'll turn off the torch when I'm in the middle of the gap!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true as rue and very funny. MM