Oh kay!
To stay at the bay with your lover and,
To say something to Jay;
With the advantage of the day on your side.
Bray, tray!
Like one who goes astray in life;
But you have a mission on this love,
And to pray than to play.
Stray, lay!
But with a way on this vision;
The vision of love,
Knowing where to lay your head at the bay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem