Лимерик 148

My neighbor came over to say
(Although not in a neighborly way)
That he'd knock me around
If I didn't curb the sound
Of the classical music I play.
I told him, «Get out of my place
You're an utter uncultured disgrace;
You're a simpleton loon.
Don't you know a good tune?»
Then he walloped me square in the face.

Я – классику очень люблю.
Сосед – нет, сказал: «Отлуплю!
Не станешь, как я, –
Заплатишь, свинья!»
И вот на врача я коплю…

https://proza.ru/2020/09/12/1144


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