Aliq, 64 - 1 января 2011 11:46

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Seconds flew, minutes ran,
Days walked, weeks went by,
12 months drowned in a river of time
It seems to be back at the goal

You’re stuck at the Gates Empire
Of zodiac glued with steel
A worn out Janus looks like Cat Behemoth
Spiffy in his holy tuxedo

Kindly grinning to everybody
He would open it up with the 12th beat
Boasting with an extreme power of his
And exhaling a breath of a total mist

Having opened another
Juvenile face
Smiling under the figures of the
Year «that is about to take»

Two three headed hell-hounds
so watchful for the Gates
Were getting softer like about to mate
And faces always angry at somebody
Were kind and tails got up to be waggling

Champaigne out of pouring fountain
Got drunk just to be drunk
(How would you get a lamb out of a ram?)
Were back to enjoy their buns

Like true friends at the table gathered
(Let weather be so kind and understanding!)
Would drink and bite whatever is on it
To wish each other Happy New Year!

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