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Inviting to my air house
(My serious poem with a little humour)
You can listen my own declamation this poem at YOUTUBE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RqfCAGskOgk
From the sun I’ll take a beam,
To perform my old dream;
Then I’ll go to my field
After gathering some yield
And I’ll build in my field there
My great house in the air…
I invite all you toward
My great house that’s too odd.
There is a place for each,
If that each will well beseech.
Welcome, people, soon to me!
Don’t forget to bring some fee –
For this house, for this rhyme,
Which I make for you this time.
But if you have no money –
I will not deny of honey!
If you won’t come to me,
I will lock my doors with key
And I will pour down tears:
Why are you for me too fierce?!
Do you hear all my cry?!
But you don’t visit… Why?!
As a host I am good –
Even I have no food…
Come to me – and very soon:
There is for you a spoon!
But if you bring money, I
Will be glad and won’t deny;
As my poem is a work…
Fetch for me if only pork
And a barrel of good bear…
I look forward you’re to here!
Tell your friends, that they could know,
There is a man, not low,
But enough high, little fat,
That invites to air flat.
It is not expensive, but
Very comfortable hut.
Render great honor to him,
Who performed his dream from beam!
Andrew son
of Lion
12 October
2012
PS. Don't think that I am so greedy.
(My serious poem with a little humour)
You can listen my own declamation this poem at YOUTUBE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RqfCAGskOgk
From the sun I’ll take a beam,
To perform my old dream;
Then I’ll go to my field
After gathering some yield
And I’ll build in my field there
My great house in the air…
I invite all you toward
My great house that’s too odd.
There is a place for each,
If that each will well beseech.
Welcome, people, soon to me!
Don’t forget to bring some fee –
For this house, for this rhyme,
Which I make for you this time.
But if you have no money –
I will not deny of honey!
If you won’t come to me,
I will lock my doors with key
And I will pour down tears:
Why are you for me too fierce?!
Do you hear all my cry?!
But you don’t visit… Why?!
As a host I am good –
Even I have no food…
Come to me – and very soon:
There is for you a spoon!
But if you bring money, I
Will be glad and won’t deny;
As my poem is a work…
Fetch for me if only pork
And a barrel of good bear…
I look forward you’re to here!
Tell your friends, that they could know,
There is a man, not low,
But enough high, little fat,
That invites to air flat.
It is not expensive, but
Very comfortable hut.
Render great honor to him,
Who performed his dream from beam!
Andrew son
of Lion
12 October
2012
PS. Don't think that I am so greedy.
