Роберт Рождественский - Стихи о собаках
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Courtyard dogs
in a special way
For the fact that they,
howling to the moon
From the booth to the house
Everyone walks and walks
Under the echoing wire.
Like trams ... I do not disturb them.
I do not know with them.
For this
They have the right to postpone me ...
But it's hot to read me
Calm inscription:

"Dogs without collars
They will catch. "

For what they are?
For appearance?
For shreds of burdock?
For dusty wool?
For the ambiguity of the breed?

For puppies
Save to the shore?
They sailed
And have you become a mistake of nature? ..

Fasting dogs.
Permanent dogs.
More tearful than commemoration.
The child is kinder.
They would endow
Any collars, they would put on!
If the collars were warmed.

For what they are?
They also have
The soul is open.
They
They believe in humanity
desperately! ..
And children's:
"Mom, buy me a dog ..." -
In dog eyes
freezes with a nozzle ...

And so, -
Having lost faith in the good wizards,
The last bone
After burying under the bushes, -
dogs,
who are without collars,
Go to the forests.
Gather in flocks ...
You know,
They already have -
Wolf cares!
You hear:
Rumble
Rungehouses are drunk!

Today I am again
dream of fences.
And the clangs are chain
For those fences.