I don't want a guy who's a yum and won't but me a drink.
I don't want a man who smells like yodi.
I want a man who's yo-yuck (awesome.)
These are my slangs and these are your gangs.
Let me say what they please.
Let me say what I need.
I need a man who's smells fresh and is a tresh of gold.
Maybe it's you or maybe it's not you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this one made me smile-strange writing-but cool-thanks