The Puzzle 10

THE PREDICTION

Once the pansies deceived me.

Two young blighters – maybe three -

called my name and told me this: 

„The best fortune-teller is

someone who is very close

- the queen of us – scarlet rose.”


I was courious. That is why

I met the rose. I said : „Hi!

„Sweetheart , what will hap me soon? 

‘Cause you predict the fortune

tell the truth. Ready to serve?

She said: „What! You have a nerve!”


Then this garden, scarlet rose

right adopted lofty pose

like a queen on golden throne

and said something in this tone:

„Mistake! Wrong address and way!

You made me blue. So I say.

Divination is folk job!

For the planet, for the glob

I am noble garden’s dweller.

That is why, the fortune-teller

doesn’t suit to my prestige!

But … just for you – as you wish -

I will forecast something true.

Read my lips! Look! I am sure.

Soon the sewer visit you.”


I asked: „What for and why her?"


She said: „To make the repair

because you have torn - dear friend -

on my spines, your lovely ... pants. "