Formerly
I told everybody,
That I'm a skiff.
Small, unsteady skiff
With triangular sail
And a pair of sculls.
And more I named myself
An asteroid.
Even I wrote a poem
About it.
I read you,
If you'd like.
Then there was a period in my life,
When I was told,
That I'm a stump.
Not beautiful,
Unevenly sawed stump
Of the old tree.
And I agreed.
When I was told,
That I'm a cat,
I didn't agree.
Cats ain't the same.
They have a tail,
Eyes shines in the dark,
And there whiskers
Differ from my.
I think yet
I'm a skiff.
(переведено на английский язык совместно с Д. Табакаевым)
Im a skiff
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