Spirits inspire my spirit. I opened a bottle. But instead of wine - can I bear it? - Some crocodile or turtle. These negative jokes suck. Today I have very bad luck. But if I decided something, Iíll drink. This green and smelly dick Jumped around my room, But then - oh my magic stick! - Turned into a man, rather gloom. These negative jokes suck. Today I have very bad luck. But if I decided something, Iíll drink. I asked: "Hello! Who are you? Why did you hide in the bottle? Why do you think I trust you? Are you a man or a turtle?"             "Iím not a spy, I am spirit, Iím grateful, master, to you, You made me free, I can bear it, I can beat everybody for you!" "Thank you, my mighty spirit, Donít beat them, but bring me some wine, Make me some castle - Iíll cheer it, I like luxury, when itís mine". "I am a bodyguard spirit, - He said, - I cannot make wine. If you shoul really cheer it, I can beat two persons, itís mine". "I donít trust you, dirty spirit!" He showed me his qualification, So I called cops - they could bear it. Why should I have this frustration?         He could do nothing with cops. They put him into some jail, Or maybe he went into box, Or to boxing, my green dirty snail?
© Natalia Dunina-Barkovskaya. Translation, 2005