Treasure Island

Gioom Galen

(Georgia)

She has run out without hat from the house


Humoresque

He was passive, loved humility,
She loved a joyful life,
It caused in him anxiety,
And irritation could not it hidden …

She has wanted to play on a guitar,
The fine lady searched for an adventure,
The husband was disturbed, has begun to smoke a cigar,
Took from bank the big credit …

She has run out without a hat from the house,
Charm of the men, flaring dreams …
The husband 'has revolted', has run in a casino,
He has put all the credit, on colour of her plaid …

The destiny has played, the «'The passive'» has won,
He became similar to the skilled player …
About habits of the wife, laughed vulgarly,
Though He was 'raised' on red plaid …

Submitted: Sunday, September 21, 2008
Edited: Saturday, May 02, 2009

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