You can shake it, you can flip it,
you can coax it ‘til it's sore;
you can knead it like a bread loaf
‘til it can stand no more,
or you can hop from foot to foot,
do any kind of dance,
but that last drop will NOT come out
until it's in your pants!
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I would like to translate this poem
Hahahahahaha- I think it is reading poems by you that I missed most while I was without a computer! ! ! ! ! ! !