This is only the beginning
Of the rhyme and the horse's running...
If you find the way to check them,
And to hobble them reliably,
Then the troika will rush forwards,
And you couldn't stop it flight.
As pets, words now are g-g-g-g-o-o-o-i-i-i-ing
Into the poem-rhyme-delight.
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In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2010/10/29/5396
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem