The poem about Mary and her dachshund

       Стих про Мери и ее таксу.
       Ольга Хворост.
       http://www.stihi.ru/2015/03/09/3219
      


Lanky Mary in rubber shoes
Wasn't used to be idle and loose,
On the contrary she liked to walk,
In the Hyde Park inspite of much fog.

Lucky - that was the name of the dog,
Who accompanied Miss for a walk,
It was long just like Westminster Bridge,
Four legs hardly could ever meet each.

While the muzzle was chasing the cats
In the Hyde Park or looking for rats,
Mary couldn't suggest somehow either
That the tail was beyond the horizon.

After walk they went home, Lucky's head
Barked at every and each dog they met,
And it happened from time to time
Mary saw Lucky's tail feeling fine.

So she got over three English miles,
Overcame rain and smog,with a smile,
Took off shoes at the end of the day,
Mary fed Lucky's head but the tail was away.

Poor lady could not have a rest,
Troubled tail always made her a mess,
Thus the story about the longest dachshund
And her mistress from London comes to the end.