I've passed the disenchanted one, in the empty hallway
I've heard the isolated girl, arguing in the mirror
I've seen the angry hermit girl reflected in the toaster
I've noticed the crazy girl, crying in the shower
I've enjoyed the whispers of the poet talking to herself
Her latest performance had the largest audience yet
the flowers were captivated but the cat left unimpressed
I've seen the angry hermit girl reflected in the toaster I've noticed the crazy girl, crying in the shower I've enjoyed the whispers of the poet talking to herself But the cat was unimpressed, very fine you have the poetic greatness already at the young age.. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
Hmmm...lemme guess. You aren't the toaster, are you. " ] -QtR