Darrell's grandfather died and didn't leave him a thing.
So he went to the funeral home and stole his grandfather's diamond ring.
He thought that it was wrong for dead people to be buried with jewelry on.
The thought of that diamond ring buried in the ground.
Made Darrell give out a loud moan.
He was so happy that his grandfather's diamond ring had found a new home.
And as long as he had the diamond ring.
The memory of his grandfather would remain strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem