A rhyming poem (GAME).

Yesterday, my cat glanced at the calendar,
And instantly raised his tail like a flagpole,
Then scratched the stairs, as he used to,
And howled with warmth and exuberance:
"Spring mating season, civil marriage!
Hurry, cats, to the attic..."

And my cactus – oh, a miracle of miracles! –
Soaked in tea and coffee grounds,
Like a new Lazarus, it came back to life
And grows stronger from the ground every day.
Green rustling... I am amazed:
"How many thoughts it evokes!"

Already, the frozen dirt on the panels,
Is being chipped away by the energetic janitors, cursing,
And today, a "prince" wandered to my place,
Took a warm scarf and cross-country skis...
"Spring, spring! - I sing like a bard, -
Take the winter junk to the pawnshop."

The sun is shining. By God, everything is fine!
The spring azure has dispelled the smoke and soot,
The frost no longer bites anyone,
But many have nothing to eat, just like in winter...
The trees are waiting... The water is rotting,
And there are more drunk people than ever!

My Creator! Thank you for spring! -
I thought it would never return, -
But... let me escape to the forest's silence
From the day's malice, the plague, and the capital!
The spring wind is at the door...
Who should I fall in love with, damn it?

(c) Sasha Cherny - Awakening of Spring