There are things you must do (tell the truth)
In a bed or a car or a booth...
Don't run helter skelter
In a doorway seek shelter
And the doorway should be in Duluth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Outstanding punch line! (Since the computer seems to limit me to one comment per day on your poems, I chose this one!)
not like you to put up with such restriction.. Have a brandy and sprite