Where has little willy gone
On this cold and frosty morn
I swear the darn thing`s smaller now
Than on the day that I was born,
Would I find it to be a snag
Tying string to the spout
Rather like a typhoo tea bag
Would it help me get little willy out?
In time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ok...you caught me giggling...but only at the poem...I assure you... There's another line...it's a title of a family movie....'Free Willy'! : -) Hugs, Dee