At once one boy was very sad.
He sighed and then he cried and said:
- The World is poor, it badly feels,
It’s like an oak in the field.
- There is right side and there is left,
There are the pairs of arms and legs.
It's very comfort, very nice
There are the pairs of ears and eyes.
- But mouth is one, - the crank replied
- Oh, I’m afraid you aren’t right.
The mouth is one but also it`s
Two rose pretty little lips.
- And what about nose? – he asked.
I answered him, he said I must.
- I feel the World does not remained
Me any nose, if I have mind.
I’ve never seen one drop or hole,
There isn’t single spoon or bowl,
There isn’t single tooth or bone.
Why must be our World alone?
2005
Dialogue
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