Here is a poem I wrote recently. What do you think?
Lion to be in the house of a lion! In the house of a lion! With the blood-red beard!
A little black mouse!
A little black mouse!
A little black mouse!
Then all,
All who were with the lion
Saw this beautiful spectacle
Of blackness.
O, what a vision a lion!
O, what a sight the lion!
And he, with the black hair,
With the huge beard and the red beard,
Painted on his skin,
Made in the house of a lion!
Lion.
The door! The door!
Lion. This is it, my little brother! My little brother in the house of a lion! I know, I know!
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
I love you! Love you!
And I love you! I love you!
Now, the world will not hear the story. The world will not hear the story!
Because it will be a wonderful day for me to kiss the little black mouse.
