When you do sink through earth by shame entirely, Or swear: "I shall fall through place and now!" Without any break you’ll be right here, We’ll meet you as a guest with honour welcome. We are the antipodes, we do live here. Here are the anti-anti-anti-antipates exist. We stay on our heels so strictly really, Who’s not on their heels - called antiheel. But why, arriving in a hurry way, They stay on their heads - the dunces! And try to go on their heads again, That anti-children, anti-mothers, anti-fathers. We are the antipodes, we do live here. Here are the anti-anti-anti-antipates exist. We stay on our heels so strictly really, Who’s not on their heels - called antiheel.
© Lyudmila Purgina. Translation, 2010