My name is Anna V. Epelbaum. I have been publishing on this web site different articles (like, for example, 'The Past, The Present, The Future'). I have been looking for proper illustrator to work on 50/50 basis for a while by now. Unfortunately, I have pretty difficult financial circumstances currently, and can't hire anybody. Though I think that possible cooperation should be fruitful at financial point of view as at any other, as well. The songs to 'Alice in Wonderland' have been ready and published for more than a year by now, but at the end of this article I am presenting a couple of new satirical poems (I am working permanently and have a lot of material), which would be also a good place for proper illustrations.
Producers are also welcome to respond as I have music to accompany almost all of my poetical pieces. Sometimes I can only hum these music pieces but they are usually available for each of poetry's pieces. Unfortunately, I am not a good performer myself.
The poems-songs to 'Alice in Wonderland', as original texts of Lewis Carrol, have not only 'children' but also 'adults' meanings. Here is the description of what I think the characters should look like for any possible future publications either in hard copied or on Internet:
Dodo shouldn't be similar to anyone;
White Rabbit, March Hare are similar to Bill Clinton;
Cheshire Cat is similar to G.W. Bush;
King and Queen from king's procession should be similar to G. W and Laura Bush;
The Hatter is similar to late senator Wallstone (he should wear cowboy hat);
Gryphon-lady Dragon is similar to Hillary Clinton;
Attack Grizzly is similar to Oprah Winfrey;
'Frau Censorship' should look like a guard from Nazi concentration camp with the little American eagle, sitting on her shoulder.
They should be positioned, I think, around Alice on this big preface picture.
2. Little Eagle Ed and Robin Goose are running from the building with the name 'Shelter' above the door, waving American flag (they should be like little eagle and little goose. I hope that you would give them some additional features to show that it is 'American; eagle, and the goose with the name 'Robin' );
3. The Senate Building on Capitol Hill, as the illustration to the last 'Croquet Song'.
SONGS TO "ALICE IN WONDERLAND"
The Song of Lewis Carroll
This our story we start with a riddle,
Which even Alice can't solve in moment:
What would be left of the music of fiddle
Or of the story, when all of them end ?
Where, for example, is the magic horn?
Where is the fairy, and where are her letters?
Ah, Oh! You didn't it learn.
That is the truth, which matters!
Hence never disappear they, and never we're losing them,
The best of magic tales, best music or best dreams
They were simply transferred. They're now in the Wonderland.
We, sure, would be meeting them, all, which we want to see!
There're many strange things in this Wonderland:
Very strange climate, and so is the weather.
You always mess up the beginning and end,
And you never know what might there happen!
Here is an abyss, and you are just torn:
Are you a coward or brave as the hatter?
Ah, Oh ! You didn't it learn.
That is the truth, which matters!
The evil or the good can be found in Wonderland at once,
But they are living there on the different shores of ponds
The best of all your fantasies you always have to meet a chance,
And there're flying hereby all your beloved songs!
And the last thing that I, sure, want you
To recognize me in this Wonderland!
Whether I'm bird there or anything new,
My name would be Dodo, as it's always meant.
Even, if Alice can't see me in this form,
Sure, she would figure out it later.
Ah, Oh ! You didn't it learn.
That is the truth, which matters!
There are a lot of strangest things in the entire Wonderland,
There’re no boarders there, you shouldn't swim, run or fly.
You can reach Wonderland whenever you just have it meant,
And you'd be always welcome there, whether arrogant or shy.
The tale has no end and never the less.
Remember, we asked you, when started this song,
"Where could be found the tale's rest,
When this whole tale is finally told?"
Even Alice can't see all, what's wrong
In her sweet dreams or when she is too flattered.
Ah, Oh ! You didn't it learn.
That is the truth, which matters !
You should just rush to Wonderland in best of your new dreams,
If you are becoming dull, and can't compose anymore.
Hence all your future fantasies could be by you then there seen,
And, if you're finally awake, you wouldn't be ever bored!
Song of Alice
I am so bored, but also excited.
I am just out of all of my strength!
Thoughts've tried to make me enlightened,
To wake up and to enhance interests.
But what was it also about?
Everyone just has tried to advice:
"Start to read", - and I open a book.
"Play with cat", - and I take at it look.
I'm so bored, I can't look around.
Want to hide I, and get smaller size!
I want so much more than anything else
At once to leave house, whenever it's meant,
And find myself then somewhere up, in the depth,
Inside, outside, where everything - different!
But what is different I don't know.
Everyone always has had an advice:
"Try to read", - and I throw at cat a hook.
"Play with cat", - and I start to read book.
Everything’s just moving too slow,
Want to hide I, and get smaller size!
I feel myself now, as a little bird,-free.
Let me be punished later, I'd agree with it!
I've closed my eyes, I've counted till three.
What'd happen? What'd happen? I'm so worried!
What is happening? I wish I knew.
Everyone wants to suggest something nice.
Try to read. But I hate the best book!
Play with toys. But I don't want at them look!
I wish new thoughts, new toys, all new.
Want to hide I, and get smaller size!
Dodo, Alice, and White Rabbit
You are in hurry, dear friend. Where are you now rushing?
I beg your pardon, my Dodo, I need to claim support.
Hence, when here, in Wonderland, someone is something trashing,
As I am scared so much to be by this someone lashing,
I need then fast to claim support or I, myself, get hurt!
Yes, Fellows - Americans, I am now The White Rabbit!
But I was born with nice blue eyes, and I wasn't born so white,
But I was always so afraid, even now I am so craven,
And, if one wanted to scare me, I was easily to give in,
Therefore, I never ever finished even anything just right!
Yes, I was born with so soft, Oh, very soft core!
And that is why, yes, that is why, I am now the albino.
Although I seems to be nice guy both now and before,
I currently need to claim support for trashing even more,
Than when I wasn't albino, and I didn't have pink eyes!
The Marsh of Antipodes
When blush from shame and can't look you at the mirror
Or vow to fall through Earth from the terrible horror
Without difficulties you would then reach here,
And we would meet you with the prizes and the honor!
We are antipodes, we are here to stay.
We stay on our heads, if it's on rock or grass.
We're not saying "Yeah", we 're here saying "Nay",
And who are not with us, they are against us !
And for all those, who came here in a rush,
And don't know how properly behave,
We would teach them how to avoid trash,
And also teach them how to utilize heads!
We are antipodes, we are here to stay.
We stay on our heads, if it's on rock or grass.
We're not saying "Yeah", we 're here saying "Nay",
And who are not with us, they are against us !
The Fall of Alice
Can reach in the air or rather cannot
The flying live mouse to the flying live cat?
Can then be reached cat by a flying live dog?
Why do I have now in my head such fog?
I used to think lately when stood high as "Oh, wow!",
That I wanted to be only a flying cloud.
And now with all this strange magic around
I'm sure I can become the flying cloud!
Instead, I am trying to solve in my mind
All rather strange problems of cats, dogs, and mice!
About Mary Anne
Girl Mary Anne was so fat.
Through days and nights she always ate.
She barely was able to fit doors.
She always cried, was always sad.
Sometimes she sobbed as kid instead.
The laziest of all the world's girls !
She worked so hard through all her breaks
To finish food and all the drinks.
And then through lessons she had rest,
Being always asleep on her desk.
Like night birds like to do in their nests.
At the board she had none to say,
Neither 'a' and 'b', nor 'Yeah' and 'Nay'.
In one problem there were one hundred errors!
She always knew who and when was seen with whom,
A tattler's worse, than witch on broom.
The most disgusting of the world's girls - Mary!
But there is no changes' scene
For Mary Anne, pro Mary Anne.
And, if she tried to sing or dance
Then all her peers lost it at once,
As Anne's voice just can't be any less!
Alice's Song About Grades
Everyone should now know
Alphabet from letter 'A'.
Otherwise, we'd be slow
To remember our grades!
Someone there looks like deaf,
And the face just can't look sadder.
It is clear, it is 'F',
Alphabet's sixth letter!
Someone has climbed a tree,
Thinking that it's now better,
It is clear, it is 'E',
Alphabet's fifth letter!
Ah, one, two, three!
Don't sit you on that tree!
If you have a nice forehead
(Small or big it can be),
Don't frown, don't be sad,
Your head isn't empty!
If someone's just teasing you,
Playing with your mind,
I bet that thoughts more than few
There are behind!
It's good to look forward,
And not only look around.
But at first, if you are smart,
Learn the proper count!
If you need teachers' 'mercy',
Hence you don't know better,
It would only be a 'C'-
Alphabet's third letter!
If you read poem by heart,
And you stutter at high rate,
Don't be on yourself hard,
As 'B' is also good grade!
Ah, one, two, three,
Let us run we on 'pari'*!
This one, who has only 'C',
We'd pass without mercy,
This another one with 'B'
Runs light as a feather,
And the previous with 'C'
Tries to run together!
Million’s too far indeed,
But it doesn't matter,
If thirty two are guaranteed
By Meredith Viedra!
Finally, it is grade 'A'.
But it is still with dash.
It's not a piece of ray,
It is a sign 'minus'.
Don't like you 'minus' sign,
You can choose then better -
To cross this sign would be fine.
It's now 'plus', which matters!
Ah, one, two, three!
We have won our 'pari'* !
And bright are our minds,
Which are foreheads behind!
Nobody is teasing you,
Even dad or mammy !
You are now someone new,
And never again-Dummy!
Alice's Jumble
Everyone should now sleep tight
Till on clock is number six.
Hence it should be very light,
When one chooses one's master keys!
Someone, maybe, even fell
Not to look at someone's parents.
So, it is very well,
Probably, 'F' grades!
Someone, could've avoided it,
Making very few corrections,
As 'F' with corrections fits
'A' without tension!
Ah, one, two, three!
Nearby are other trees!
If there's no brain in head.
One should never mind.
Nobody can understand
What is forehead behind!
If you look as a clear nut,
Don't be upset!
Are you genius or dumb,
No one understands!
In The Sea of Tears
The Sea of my Tears is storming around.
It's wet like my tears, it has tears' smell.
Through this Sea I should now swim safe and sound
To the Ocean of Tears, which is here, as well.
It is now very cold, it's not simply cool,
And I 'm lonely like a small bird in sky vault,
But we've learned just lately at school:
Seas 're simply the water with the cooking salt.
I wish dolphins’d teach me their rules,
Hence it is not mine, but the nature's fault.
The Mouse's Song
Please, help me, Please, help me! Oh, horror, Oh, horror!
I 'm tired to swim, I'm just missing link!
I'm trying to move, but I've strength no more,
I can't stay on the surface, and I would just sink.
I've tried to stay dry, tried to find a niche,
When this water around has aroused.
Am I now called a mousing fish,
Or, on the contrary, a fishing mouse?
All of a sudden - this sea around,
Drops of water and the dense fog!
I got wet like a poor small mouse,
And cold like a big hungry dog!...
I was so cozy in my place, was dry.
I read, and I dreamed, and I ate French fry.
Here swims now the girl, who is fully dressed,
She loved cats, who ate mice, and never the less!...
My body is shaking, I am so frightened,
And now I am told about mean cats!....
Maybe, toothy shark would catch me all of sudden,
If it decides that I'm the whole fish's nest!...
Now my own teeth make loud sounds,
From horror I am now stiff as a rock !
I am wet like a poor small mouse,
And cold like a big hungry dog!
The Song of The Parrot
Just listen all of you, Oh, Oh-gee!
To me, The Great Parrot- The Pirate of Seas!
A thousand years after the Jesus birth
I first then appeared in rain forest on Earth.
My father was a parrot, as now am I,
But he couldn't speak yet, could only fly!
I fled day and night there, I didn't need rest
All of sudden got captured I by mean Cortez.
Hernando then started to scream at my dad,
But dad didn't answer, although was mad.
He couldn't at that time speak yet!
To avenge offense from sunset to sunrise
I started to learn words and also phrases.
And better than others I had learned the few:
"Corramba! Corrida! And Demn all of you!"
("Corramba, and Demn all of you!")
Just listen you, all, Oh, Oh-gee!
The Story of Parrot - The Pirate of Seas!
When were returning the thunderstorm picked,
And we were just too heavily loaded.
So, English war ship under English name "Brig"
Was able then to capture the boat.
The fights were lasting for three days and nights
And then the mean pirates captured me in the flight.
So, I started to stay then on different ships
Through tropical heat, and through polar hardship.
I stayed always on pirates ships.
They were giving me coffee, chocolate, and soup
To teach me the greeting: "How do you do?".
But I had repeated from sunset to new dew:
"Corramba! Corrida! And Demn all of you!"
("Corramba, and Demn all of you!")
Just listen you, all, Oh, Oh-gee!
My Story of Parrot - The Pirate of Seas!
Long one hundred years I had there spent,
And one drunkard, and very mean sailor
Sold me into slavery for only few cents.
I asked for help, but no one saved me!
The Turkish pasha almost cut off his thumb
When I greeted him with "Alleycum Salaam!"
And he felt, I think, the unspeakable hit,
When he found out that I could even read,
Could dance, sing, and also cheat!
I've seen by now China, Iran, and Iraq,
I am now Individual, not Dummy Parrot.
And, if it sounds still for you as so new,
Corramba, Corrida, and Demn all of you!
(Corramba, and Demn all of you!)
The Song - Introduction of Robin Goose
Hence Robin Hood for now is becoming obsolete,
As, maybe, obsolete can start to be a freedom!
I'm Robin Goose, don't make mistake, and I'm now glad
That nobody would from you just get so simply rid of!
I can now say to all of them,
"I am from geese who saved The Rome!"
I would act better than could act, for sure, anything
Because, like no other goose, I have the name-Robin.
The Little Eagle Ed
I haven't ever such name met
It is nightmare! Simply, Eagle Ed!
I've heard it all. Oh, gentlemen and ladies!
With so great simplicity
I'd hope to reach publicity.
So, call me Ed, it would be just as Eddy!
Ed is simply instead of names:
Edgar, Edward or Edelweiss.
Ed is no abbreviation
To cover our simplest actions,
But Ed, I beg your pardon,
Would be the way to run of
The worst communication
For us to claim perfection!
Introduction by Little Eagle Ed of The Gryphon, as New Politician
Word 'dragon' is not the same as the word 'gryphon',
But this lady was called 'The Lady Dragon',
Until she'd have become a politician,
Which happened just the way, she wished it.
So, I am now glad to bring to your attention,
This exquisite case of the emancipation.
She also wants to tell us : all actions are right,
If they can help her at her political side.
And all other issues and tensions
Are subjects for the alterations.
She wants introduce us to notion,
Which served at her fastest promotion:
"If one can't be the full dictator,
Then one should be the provocateur!"
And, if, all of sudden, one or more of you
Want to emphasize that these things aren't new.
This fact would be, as I have mentioned,
The subject for the alterations!
Introduction of The Attack Grizzly by The Little Eagle Ed
And now, as the major force,
I'd introduce this show host.
Please, don't expect you from this host
Even any help for grizzly cause.
In fact, she got so rich, indeed,
Because she had done just the opposite.
Humanitarian awards
She got because of no words
To introduce forgotten people,
With the results both bright and real.
But she has, sure, a lot of skills
In many other 'useful' fields.
Hence even John Junior was killed,
Because of these exquisite skills.
As he and wife should've hidden in clouds
From envy of the women's crowds.
And the main of this cat's envy source
Was show of this famous host!
So, one should push to her requests,
What’d fit this main of her interests.
In different case, please, don't bother,
Because she is not helping others.
It would be, at the nation's health,
If she's just left to count her wealth,
And wouldn't more form minds
To keep huge crowds blind!
Introduction of The New Person -Writer by The Little Eagle Ed
Oh, I am so impatient now
To introduce you to this 'frau'*
And I am sure - it'd strike you
To see in front such genius writer!
As all she'd write this moment since,
You would be seeing on every fence!
I am not confused, I don't blush,
I don't want you all get trashed.
So, in order to achieve perfection,
Should follow you her direction.
And all instruction, she might produce,
Consider, as your solid rules!
The Strange Race
Hey, you, new in shelters!
All health uninsured!
Go to the Centers
To get help for sure.
Who can be enlisted
Go to serve in army.
Don't be ridicules,
Then you get some money!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Let us wave the flags.
That's a very simple moral-
To get what they have!
They from other countries
Have rich Earth resources.
Let us liberate them,
And to bring democracy!
If companies take their wealth,
Which is so severe,
Maybe, then for out health
We can get free care!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Let us wave the flags.
That's a very simple moral-
To get what they have!
Maybe, you wouldn't need to work,
Robin Goose and Eagle Ed,
If you can move all these wars
Right to their successful ends!
It's still easier to trust
(Because it's more probable)-
All wealth would be utilized
By the same big companies !
Hurrah! Okay!
Don't you wave any more!
Anyhow you'd still end
With what you've had before!
The Song of Little Frog Jimmy, and Little Lizard Billy
Both Jimmy and Billy have now the plenty.
You all can hear their songs, as they're so loud!
And one can't remember the similar to this day,
When anyone had of such rich harvest sounds!
But it's recession, and there's no one now,
Who can buy their apples, and all other goods.
And Billy and Jimmy shovel goods in the ground,
Although so many hungry are needing this food!
Now Jimmy and Billy are fighting each other,
And shoveling fruits day and night back and forth.
They are very angry at this so rich harvest,
Which they've destroyed, but still have remorse!
So, Jimmy, and Billy have had this year plenty,
And they have been almost killed by big crowds,
Which screams: "They had their entire harvest tainted!"
And only of these screams one can now hear sounds!
The Song About Plans
If one wants to avoid the trap,
Never lose in darkness trail,
Never miss one's train anywhere,
Never meet in sea an undesired whale,
One should then draw one's plan on map!
One can now go and be proud.
Tari-tari-pam-tarrarum!
Meeting now is expected,
Nothing now is rejected.
Everything would be exactly,
Yes, everything should be exactly!
Even, if one has talent,
And doesn't want it be destroyed,
Doesn't want oneself to be annoyed,
Doesn't want one's talent to be toyed,
One should then draw on map plan!
Mad is about wrong plan crowd,
Tari-tar-pam-tarrarum!
Obstacles would be prevented,
And fulfillment is expected.
Everything would be exactly,
Yes, everything should be exactly!
Plans wouldn't forgive one's lies.
If one doesn't allow plans to go ahead,
Can these plans become all of a sudden independent,
Can they then obtain control and act as clear madmen.
And at once things would lose the ties!
All things now should have plans!
Tari-tari-pam-tarrans!
Caterpillar plans to become a black one.
Green's now color, which is by it rejected.
Everything it wants exactly,
Yes, simple nature is neglected!
The Little Frog
All little frogs are now placed
Around the house on guard.
Important question they face-
Whom let in and whom let then out?
And, if take the risk, and let them in,
Could they be then let in fog?
Yes, problem more difficult than 'to be-not to be'
Are solving little frogs !
The problem is difficult, right!
It's hard as a stone or rock,
Hence this problem from all of its sides
Can see only wisest frogs!
The Song About Child-Piglet
You've tortured me by loud cries,
I'm as patient as only - a few.
But, if you continue to jump from diapers,
I then swear that I would kill you!
Lullaby! I ask you to go to sleep.
Don't sleep, hence I've tried to rock.
You should know- every mischief piglet
Would grow up as stubborn hog.
Oh, my ears are ablaze completely.
I've tried all. You've seen., Mon Dieu !
If you don't shut up, screaming piglet,
I can swear-I would just kill you!
If one has been called a pig from diapers,
No matter how one was fine !
Then, for sure, even nicest child
Would become in time big swain!
The Cheshire Cat
And now open your eyes.
Because only a few
Cats can be called and memorized
Cheshire by all of you!
The crueler is its smile,
The cat is Cheshirer!
Although common cats
Are from noble sets,
But The Cat of Cheshire
Is, of course, The Sire !
The Smile of The Sire is always around,
And under this smile folks are safe and sound!
For this wise notion you never can forget,
Just look at the smile of The Cheshire Cat!
The March Hare
My Lady, please, don't be mad on Hare.
It's very difficult to be the Hare of March!
Its jokes are not good, but treat it fare,
It's punished by the world. Oh, Oh, so much!
The Hatter
My God! For whom I've designed hats!
I had no rivals. I am hats' Versaci!
And, if the customer has my hat on the head,
His enemy would look, and just in moment - Ouch!
Such heads, that I've seen a lot,
From eyes are fire, speech's only crosswords!
Of such heads would be afraid even Lancelot.
But I was not, and I am proud all that of!
Hats decorate great king, and king's servants.
Oh, hat looks beautiful on Pope or someone lower.
But, although hat is decorating head,
The truth is that it's remedy for soul!
The Sleepyhead
Please, pay attention to this outstanding person.
He can sleep all the time even being skim and thirsty.
I know many, who have slept for ages very tight,
But at the highest place to sleep - it is his sole right!
The Song About Offended Time
Let us take a pick behind draperies.
Don't you think that we're here careless?
This is the time before, which answers us
So nice and even, look at it, Alice!
But the happy people didn't watch the clocks,
And all cowards there slow down them
To push time ahead started demagogues,
And all lazy children killed the time, ma'am!
And the wheels of time then became aged,
Started they to wear out on the tops.
Then the time - itself just got outraged,
And then ordered its pendulum to stop !
All of a sudden didn't come 12 o'clock at night,
In the middle of day all waited for the noon, please!
But offended time just didn't want be right,
It became so nervous. Look at it, Alice!
Happy people now started to watch clocks,
And all cowards stopped to slow down them.
Stopped to push ahead the time demagogues.
Even lazy children now study, ma'am!
And the wheels of time are always oiled since.
The time isn't more suffering from aging.
Promise me, to never mistreat time, Alice!
And remember it, as your best rule, and sage.
The King's Procession
We have bravely and quickly straightened the rows,
Like cards in the deck, we have felt so tight.
The King is among us, we're so proud
To walk all solemnly in our folks sight !
You should fall down, you-loud crowd!
This is the right, you have obtained!
In front of the King you should fall down,
Whether it is snow or rain !
Oh, yes, dear folks, you have an easy part,
The easiest part that one has ever seen.
Hence of everything only King is in charge,
And, if not the king, then, certainly, Queen !
You should fall down, you-loud crowd!
This is the right, you have obtained!
In front of the King you should fall down,
Whether it is snow or rain !
The Croquet's Song
Croquet is derived from the word - to cry,
And this word is rhyming with word - to destroy.
So, if you are asked, you'd better be shy,
And don't say "Yeah", you'd better say "Nay".
Croquet is derived also from word - to crush,
And no one wants to live inside of the trash!
Hence the meaning of freedom would become obsolete,
If all of you support this modern Croquet!
NEW SATIRICAL POEMS
The Song About Genie
Whisky (who doesn't know that) is from every grief ament.
I decide to cure myself, open a new bottle,
But suddenly appears from there green smoke with very stinky scent,
And whoever dares (I think) to put on my drink trottle?
If I decide to have a drink, I will have then one 'a must',
And I don't like whoever to step there on my trust!
Stinky smoke circles on floor, and raises it to ceiling,
Fills it up the whole room(smell I can't withstand),
But the smoke's getting dense, stop to hurt my feeling,
And now stands in front of me as big and scary man!
If I decide to have a drink, I will have then one 'a must',
And I don't like whoever to step there on my trust!
Whether I am afraid or not, one is never seeing.
Step ahead I, firmly ask, " Who are you, what's your name?'
" I am......" , - answers,- old Ginie! Maybe, Al, and, maybe, Bin
Nobody's knowing me now, I have no fame!"
If I decide to have a drink, I will have then one 'a must',
And I don't like whoever to step there on my trust!
I continue, "Don't kid! Tell me all at once:
Who put you in this wine bottle, whose agent you are,
What're planning outside, if you have a chance,
And what else you might have done by now so far?"
My Green Lad only bows and behaves politely,
"I am no thief or spy, but leader of spirits.
And, if freedom you'd give me, which's very nicely,
I'd kill for you a few, even more, if fits!"
I just figures - he is Ginie, he can have a magic road,
Ask I him to build skyscrapers, starting with a few.
But he answers ,"No way, how to build I don't know.
How to kill or to destroy-that is all I knew!"
"You are lying, - I then scream,- and I don't want you then!"
But this Ginie is not dumb, he has his ambition.
How dare I to fight this huge green and stinky man
Can't (I am sure) me explain even the best magician!
Magic is a very good thing, but I am no fictional,
I jumps to the phone at once and to call for help,
Police comes and takes the guy (he isn't yet International).
I hope - he can not escape from this big bared car!
What would become of the guy: wrestler, maybe hero?
If alone, would he be then dangerous as torch?
It professional he's now (either real, or even virtual)
And his match is advertised, I would go to watch!
If I decide to have a drink, I will have then one 'a must',
And I don't like whoever to step there on my trust!
The Strange Tale
Dedicated to the problems of the future Democratic Party's nomination
In the first Magic State (don't you just rush in,
State had own number 27)
Everything was there based on corruption,
No rules, no laws or systems!
The King didn't want to have any wars
Because he had other problems, which - sore,
Wanted he to divorce his mean Queen,
And the Daughter he didn't want to see,
Wanted to find girl to bore him a son!
And the Queen wanted to have own State,
Where she could be New Catherine The Great.
Everything would've done there to wait
For new laws, which were by her only made!
King was quiet and had no quarrels,
But the Queen suffered own sorrows:
She considered as her own mission
To hang up the entire opposition,
And to get for her absolute powers!
In second Magic State (in time nearby)
Exercising was the King all the time,
But to many wars he liked to fly
For to hear there - he was great and sly!
He was huge militarist and vandal.
Every neighbor hence wished him to fall.
Every weekend he was there seen
Just offending all other kings.
He created International scandal!
Then he said though he had a lot of soil,
But it was not for him now enough,
As he had to get to foreign oil,
And to settle there his own staff.
Got afraid our previous rulers then.
But 27 has no for wars men,
And of our future Catherine The Great
Are all other men badly afraid,
And there - no for mean King amends! |
