- Andrew, again you’re going
To smoke.
__________- I’ve given up smoking,
Sir.
____ - You have… What? Indeed! Are you making
A joke? When did I see you taking
A cigarette from…
_______________- Peter gave me a cigar.
I’m allergic to cigarettes, they are far
Too bad for my poor health.
- Ah, good health is above wealth!
So, Peter gives you only cigars now.
It’s very interesting. But how
Many cigars a day do you smoke?
- Sir, only one.
____________- Don’t you think it’s a joke?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THIS is a joke? If you say so, but why is it a 'real story'?