Educ.

FOLTEA MARIA-CRISTINA
GP.P., NR. 21/C.G.NR.10, BACU

A
CUP-POEM
ON A SQUIRRELLY PLATE

The days of the month are caught up in a quarrel -

Of them all, most important, which may be?
I shall count! May I? Please, pretty please! - says the squirrel -
On my nuts!... Here I start: 1, 2, 3...
23! shouts loud August. I vote 4 says July,
And I'm right, I must add, you know why!...
Better 9! comes forth May. Oh, but 10 is the best!
And so, shouted and mounted the rest.
21, says October, but then steps up December:
Dear months, just calm down and remember
When you offer a gift
On a special 25th...
You are right! jumps the squirrel, who's the best now I know:
It's my BIRTHDAY, of course, thank you all!