It is not always easy to convey either the depth of meaning or the colourful metaphors expressed in each squeak or sigh, but in the following poem, translated directly from the hamster-tongue as recited to me by George, I have endeavoured to keep most of its meaning though inevitably lost a lot of its complex symmetry and stanza.
Sunflower seeds are fun to eat - Hazelnuts a pleasure.
Monkey nut shells bitten through reveal a hidden treasure. But, more important is, to me, the way I find my fare, Like crawling down a cardboard tube, legs flailing in the air. Lettuce leaves are crisp and fresh, carrots hard and crunchy. Coconut is white and moist and is so sweet and munchy. But, hanging upside-down with legs grasping a metal frame Means enjoyment's not in eating but in the playing of the game.