Alexander Aronov
A LITTLE GEOGRAPHY
Although
it
sounds strange,
maybe
there are other countries on our planets:
The Sovereign Nation of Musicians,
The Heterodoxy of Empty Heads,
of Fat Bellies, or Dull Minds,
The Far Country of Lovers,
of Fire Fighters, of Jazz Labor Heroes,
The Democracy of Clever Ones,
The Soviet of the Stupid Ones.
Labels!
You know
who is who.
You've seen it, haven't you?
If
not, read it
in all the papers:
The Republic of Readers and the Republic of Writers
are breaking off diplomatic relations.
What a sensation!
People are drowning
in the Country of the Swimmers!
Now the travelers are sitting,
frustrated.
They have no visas from
The Country of the Brown Noses
into
The Really Big Bosses.
Hello!
Aren't you a Pigeon?
Of course I am.
I'll be damned, we're countrymen!
Good-bye, Mother;
so
long, Father.
I'm leaving
for the Southwest
and a distant land,
The Empire
of beautiful
seventeen-year-old
girls.
