Белоус, Е. В. Не о любви. Rondom play / Екатерина Белоус. - Мурманск : Рекламная полиграфия, 2003. - 55, [1] с. : ил.

And wouldn’t you be shocked if A bosom friend of yours Slept only in the bathroom, All over wrapped in furs? There is the only creature Whose sense I can’t deny, Her name is Mrs.Parker, But she’s a butterfly. *** I love you, but if there’s no hope I think I’ll buy a super-microscope To watch bacteria play with one another And - if it’s love or not - they don’t bother. They eat, and live, and short is their life Where there’s no pain and no strife. I often think how happy must they be - These little insects in the oak tree. And thinking of this crazy, crazy topic I have become so deeply philosophic: I’m not a bird, nor beast, nor just a thing - But is it good to be a human being? *** You're amazingly good fella, I am hardly half so good: Boy, I’m no Cinderella, Nor am I Red Riding Hood. I’ve got words to mock and snigger, I’ve no words of sweeter tone, You will really cut a figure If you keep on hanging on. People thinks that I am cheeky, Folks are grumbling in dismay, 49