He was powerful and well-built.
And he would need a hot tub of truth to soak away all of his guilt.
The things that he did, he did without shame.
He humped so many women that he couldn't remember all of their names.
He knew that he was doing his sweet girlfriend wrong.
And that she soon would be gone before too long.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem