One can be poor without money
And you can feel as lonely
But I’m not the only
My dearest honey
You kwow, You should write a nice poem
Just Like I already did
and soon You will be rid
As by a bluemoon
Yeh first as semi-finalist
Oh yes I became it twice
Everything seems so nice
Dreaming in the mist
Two parts as semi or a half
I’m entirety finalist
who beliefs and exist
Like a stupid calf
And the only fortune I Got
Is my wife and family
Is my life full poetry
So do help me God