In a mystical land,
Where strangeness inhabits,
Once upon a time,
Lived a pigeon and two rabbits
One fine day, they made
A pretty big ruckus,
About their new find,
That was an abacus
The rabbits were hopping mad
And the pigeon cooed all day
They couldn't compromise
As neither would step away
Off they went to find,
The town's former tovarich
Who once lived in Russia,
But moved here to fish
They thought he was smart
And he did his math
He took it away from them
And went on his own path
The pigeon flew away
And the rabbit hopped back home
As for the comrade,
As a nomad, he does roam
Where is it in the map?
This land, you wonder,
By the communes of Gravelines
It is right in the yonder!
A playful poem with lively characters. I like how they travel around together, having an adventure, or a mishap!
ReplyDeleteYou've made being the spectator very amusing. I love that the pigeon and the two rabbits couldn't agree on the use of the abacus. And, that the tovarich took it away from them. As Christine said very playful. Have a nice night.
ReplyDeletenice figment of your imagination..very creative. loved it.
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