A sad old woman died in the month of May,
When finally discovered one hideous day.
Her five fat cats around her carcass did lay,
Gnashing and gnawing their mistress like prey.
And what remained of her body was taken away,
Rumour has it on a very small silver tea-tray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amusing yet sinister " rumour has it" makes it potentially real - very good
Thanks Clive for your kind and always welcomed comment sir. I dedicated it to the late master Roald Dahl and tried to do it in his sometimes macabre style. To me he was a sublime children's story-teller. Unique and stand alone. Thanks again Clive and take care man.