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Thoughts for a sad kitty
translated by Alina Bumbac.
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I will play at the mandolin
a serenade ...
gently to sleep.
I will caress and fondle her
every day.
With the dolls in my house,
she will live.
At the neck,
she will wear
a big red silk ribbon.
Kids will ask, "Who owns this cute cat?"
Every night
I will give her sweet milk
and a heart-shaped pillow
to sleep.
Sunday,
she will go with me in the park;
from the bicycle's basket, she will look at me with love.
Sure, she will be a good and obedient cat!
In front of the fire,
on my knees,
will stay curled.
Occasionally she will open one eye stealthily, will hark:
the story with frantic cats and pampered princesses
will not bored her.
What do you think?
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