the sun would join the Union of Astral Bodies and go on strike
Batman and Robin would have a big argument
the stars would become unglued and fall out
the Lunchpack of Notre Dame would dropp Esmeralda (oops..)
my socks would walk about on their own
John Wayne would lose his hat at the start of the film
Christmas would be abolished, my sons would have to
return to never-never land and
I would never write another poem -
so I think it`s better to be nice to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.