De primavara

bluebell-baby

Dimineata a stropit gradina cu roua,
m-am trezit, aveam chef sa fierb niste oua,
langa cuibar s-au spart de ras matisori,
closca prefacuse vitaminele in puisori.
Am tocat niste castraveti marunt
si i-am asortat c-o felie de paine cu unt
iar sub gem, ca sa-mi tina de foame,
am pus un strat de piure de castane,
de la primarie un cuc bate la usa
sa plaseze un copil neglijat de matusa,
un miel behaie indignat pe razoare,
iarba isi ia coarnele la purtare,
ghiocei scancesc dupa o gustare usoara,
toti avem pofta subit de primavara
iar ea nebuna cu tarlici in picioare
imparte clopoteilor snururi de martisoare.

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