I want to read this one from the time I knew personally
Roberto out in San Francisco.
This is "A Mistranslation of Mayakovsky."
"You too, meow oaooo, cactus flower, deepening little river.
Chant beat on my back a veil of hair.
Arch fish rabbit like strokes, carnivorous animal eyes,
your nipples at dusk.
Arch three times but numbers collide, even vowels
tend to dissolve rubbing all I am: untranslatable cat weight.
I pledge allergy to the flail of the United States of amigo,
and to the reputation for which it stands,
one National Park under godmother,
indivisible, with library science and juvenile
court for allegiance.
I pledge allegory to the flagellant of the United
Statistic of Ammunition, and to the reproduction for which it
stands, one naughtiness, under good,
indivisible, with lick and juvenile for anatomy.
I pledge allelomorph to the flagelliform of the United
State of the Art of American English,
and to the repudiation for which it stands,
one nationalism, under go-getter,
indivisible, with library science and juvenile
court for Alleluia.
On my hop, I will try to serve godmother, my coup de grace,
and to live by the give and take scramble lawn.
On my hoodlum, I will try to serve goose, my coupon,
and to live by the gladioli scrap heap laxative.
On my honors of war, I will try to serve
go go dance, my country music, and to live by the gizmos scowl
lawyer."
Thank you for laughing.