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Pocok troubles (Sándor Erdős)

Author: Sándor Erdős

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Out there in the wide wilderness
tiny tots were wandering around.
You can't find your padlock a-am!
Who has seen such a fool?

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He still remembers that,
that there was a big hole here.
Has it disappeared from here? It doesn't exist!
That was their home.

Hustle-hustle searching,
running around in circles.
This is not the time to think,
stops at every hole.

He has found a hundred holes,
none of them lead home.
The hollow rabbit is having fun,
not exactly a treat.

- What's up mate, you're lost,
can't find your place?
- Or you have lost something,
wheat or your head?

- No - he replies - everything is there
except my home,
that's why I'm in trouble now
my brow is beaded.

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The rabbit laughs a lot.
Good thing he's not related to me!
- I'll fix your problem,
go back on your trail.

So did the little brat,
and you have your home.
Since then he has been jogging happily,
will never go astray again.

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