Испалец в колесе (сборник на русском и английском)

I strolled into a farmyard

When no-one was about

Treading past the troubles

I raised my head to shout.

«Come out the Cow with glasses,»

I called and rolled my eye.

It ambled up toward me,

I milked it with a sigh.

«You're just in time» the cow said,

Its eyes were all aglaze,

«I'm feeling like an elephant,

I aren't been milked for days.»

«Why is this?» I asked it,

Tugging at its throttles.

«I don't know why, perhaps it's 'cause

MY milk comes out in bottles.»

«That's handy for the government,»

I thought, and in a tick

The cow fell dead all sudden

(I'd smashed it with a brick).