1818
He hears with his ear, used to do it,
A whistle;
He marks, by expiration lurid,
The scripts;
Then reads to people, very busy,
His soap;
Then prints – and into waves of Lethe –
Plop!
Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, November 9, 2003
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