She thought that he was ugly as a mud fence.
And that his mind was so dense.
She told him that he was a piece of crap.
And that he had a bad rap.
She told him that he could keep on licking her boots.
As long as he put out the money.
But she would never be his honey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All we ever want is to be their honey. Beautiful