You are old, grandma Nann, подражание Л. Кэроллу

'You are old, grandma Nann,' the little girl said,
'And your head has become fluff and white,
But today you're jumping so high on your bed,
What are you being so happy about?'

'Oh, my child,' grandma Nann whispered trickly to her,
'It was nothing of special today.
But was something in eyes of old reveller Joe,
When I met him today on my way.'

'You are old...' said the child amazedly once more,
'But old Joe has behaved strange indeed...
He has smiled so odd and, I can say for sure,
Something's wrong with his suit and his feet.'

'Dear child, you're attentive,' the grandma replied,
'So I'll ask you for piece of advice.
Should I ever confess I've a litlle bit lied
And I'm older then said for two times?'

'Grandma Nann, you're SO old!' cried the child, pop-eyed,
'Why are you asking of something like this?
And if I have to do it I've certainly tried
No one will find it out for years!'

'My sweet darling,' the old woman loudly laughed,
'Such wise lady you're going to be!
And I do as you've said, it's no use to be meant,
When such handsome man wants marry me.'