My dear, my dear
your love is excessive, so broad
is there more than that
in the split-mind of god?
My boy, My boy,
your sound mind is not kind.
soundness is harsh
your love is lacking
you'll ne'r retain a broad who'll
not yer head be a cracking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
why not smacking? ouch!