Janri Gogeshvili - A MAN SPLASHED IN THAT PUDDLE

Mr. X went out and spat,
He thought himself clean and nice.
His dog, too, passed water…
That spittle turned into a puddle,
Not without the help of other guys.

A man splashed into that puddle,
His wife turned him out: “You smell bad! ”
She thought of Mr. X: “how tidy he is…
-You remind me of a lilac bush-
He whispers, and bows his head…”

13.03.2000

Translated from Georgian

Janri Gogeshvili

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