Larissa Emelyanovna Miller. (№ 344032)

Everything is pointless and bad
From the point of view of grass,
Her life is worthy of a sigh
And the sad "alas",
Harness it, and tear, and trample
And do not give rest,
Poetry the scythe to sharpen -
And let's destroy the comfort,
Nasekomoe abode,
So beloved by the bug...
Don't ruin the grass, the warrior,
Better lay it face down.
You are here angry
And you won't die.
Tickle and poniat.
Ear will preselected.