'My son and daughter are your fans'.
A reputed poet listens from his blood relation.
But blood relations cheat-
his grand was a poor clerk:
the speaker's rich father kicked him out.
He may be in trap
out of jealousy!
His clam reply,
'Thanks to all well wishers.'
He refuses food and drink...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem