Your face is cast on the book
You love to swim in the wild with your tube
Your fingers twitter inviting your full intent
With a flicker of hope in all who you meet
Site upon site your friends are invited to the game
Be careful in all that you say and do in these times
You are out there for crazed eyes to see
Many men may have bad intentions
So much misforune tears and sadness
As the internet grows and lures you in
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem