И если падал снег и засыпал тропинку, он взяв лопату, ее чистил до светла. И спящей дочки укрывал с заботой спинку, И бил туфлей ее, когда она лгала. И ползарплаты своей тратил на застолья, И что не тратил, то хранил в подполье, И восхищался, всякий раз, жены стряпней, И в шутку бил ее в лицо всей пятерней.
И к старой мамочке сиделок он привлек, И в церковь, в воскресенье, ее брал, И как ей хуже становилось, он рыдал, И пару раз залез к ней в кошелек, Как оценить его, на это нет ответа, Он временами делал то, а временами это.
A Poem
And if it snowed and snow covered the drive, he took a spade and tossed it to one side, And always tucked his daughter up to night, And slippered her the one time that she lied, And every week he tipped up half his wage, And what he didn't spend each week ge saved, And praised his wife for every meal, And once, for kaughing,punched her the face.
And for his mum he hired a private nurse, And every Sunday taxied her to church, And he blubbed when she went from bad to worse, And twice he lifted ten quid from her purse. Here's how they rated him when they looked back Sometimes he did this, sometimes he did that
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