Parnassus on end. Literary parody (№ 389226)

Sparks in the moonlight
through the rays of the flickering
see dimly the outlines of
I'm an old lady and a goat.
Drink love to the edge of the bowl
all sliianie and more beautiful
but the goat in the thicket
evil force dragged.
The wolves rush to the edge of the night
this sparkle of their eyes,
in the hour of deep midnight
goat sacrifice.
On the grass white legs
goat legs, goat horns,
and the old lady on the track...
... Old cute children's sleep.