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Возвращаясь к опытам перевода стихов Олега Григорьева

I’ve asked electrician Jack
What you do with this cord round your neck?
Jack did not say a word,
Just hung down from that cord.

Geronimo Beattie
Was feeding some tweeties
Threw at them a baguette
And ten tweeties fell dead

Serene and prone a lovely babe
Stark naked lay beside a creek
Some would have given her a rape
I gave her just my right foot kick

UPD:

Friend choked on a cod
Lies still like a board
His nose runs spittle
Little by little

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