Naval love
Across the seas, playing, worn
a destroyer minonositsa.
Cling like honey to the sedge,
minonosochka to the destroyer.
And the end of it had not happened to him,
minonosemu complacency.
Suddenly, a spotlight, vzdev on his glasses,
minonosochki stared at the back.
As the roar mednogolosina:
“P-rr-astakaya minonosina!”
Right eh, eh left, right, eh rush,
and fled minonositsa.
But he managed to strike
along the edge on minonosemu.
Crying and howling seas worn:
minonositsa widowed.
And that is intolerable to us
minonosinom peace in the family?
1915
