I am an Eco-bag.
I have a talent to become small size, 
and going to anywhere with Madam.
Madam makes me carry heavy things every day.
I don't want to work hard anymore.
Hey Vuitton, Hey Gucci, you also must carry them! 
You get the special care, 
although working only once a month.
That's not fair! 
Hey, try to carry meats or potatoes once in a while.
Oh - No - Heavy, help me! 
My arms are going to break! ! 
I want to become Prada if reborn.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    