Переводческий конкурс "We are poets as well"
LINES WRITTEN BY A BEAR OF VERY LITTLE BRAIN
On Monday, when
the sun is hot
I wonder to myself
a lot:
"Now is it
true, or is it not,"
"That what is
which and which is what?"
On Tuesday, when
it hails and snows,
The feeling on me
grows and grows
That hardly
anybody knows
If those are these
or these are those.
On Wednesday, when
the sky is blue,
And I have nothing
else to do,
I sometimes wonder
if it's true
That who is what
and what is who.
On Thursday, when
it starts to freeze
And hoar-frost
twinkles on the trees,
How very readily
one sees
That these are
whose -- but whose are these?
On Friday –
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