Just this summer, just right here
He heard a voice a-singing near.
And to him came a bright idea:
To like the world whilst he was there.
And to his heart there came again
A thought: to live and laugh in vain
So life could be just like a guest,
So it could make one last request:
To extinguish all loud sound
And be deaf to pleas around.
To go away from heaven's crew
And watch the Angel as he flew
From high above to world's end.
Without any sence of measure
To leave behind all hope of leisure.
To bid farewell to thy best friend.
To see oneself a-sleeping, lazy
And leave behind a world too crazy.
And throw away all doubt and muse:
Thy death is not without use...
(Написано для конкурса "Буриме" 6-ого мая 2011 года)
Not like everybody else
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