Upon a branch two ravens perched, 
All tensed up and filled with fury.
Then in an instant a bout ensued, 
They tussled and tangled as they spiraled to the ground.
They  lay there motionless, frozen with fear, 
I picked them up, what a sight to bear.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    