Transaltor
Transaltor
A Dialect Poem
The Transaltor is here again Sahib he has something to say to thee. Jobor is
speaking.
Transaltor is speaking: Sahib eye must travel many moons to visit the aged yew
it must be hard to understand the English of this madman he is typo mad he
makes eye the I the pronoun and the ewe his wife she must be happy to have
him oh wait no we cannot judge a poet it must be style to bring a smile to every
poets faces
Sahib speaks now: just tell me he sent me message and disturbed my aged
wisdom in my places that eye visit are we still friends
Jobor speaks again:
Yes Sahib he would not answer thus without a reason.
Narrator speaks to crowd: What devotion if his servant is thus happy with this
poet than he must have a very good reason to speak so off the wall and seem so
badly wronging them
Transaltor says YES it seems so he says he is very sorry he called yew the back
end of a camel can we still be friends my friend
Sahib says YES
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