The letters are too small for you to read them and you ask.
"What does it say ?"
"Let me read this for you" she answers
She starts reading
"Dissatisfied another day,
this is the game he's gonna play,
raging hard you let him may,
that is the price he's gonna pay.
To succeed he has to withstand a pressure,
you can apply on him by any meassure,
his trash is going to be be you treasure,
he has to give up on without a pleasure."
"This poem makes no sense to me." you try to argue
"Oh, poor little boy, let me explain then."