Delightful Flower grew in one garden,
Among other plants, he stood out with unprecedented beauty,
Like crown prince, majestic but not arrogant,
He reigned in the garden, beautiful and noble.
But soon Corn grew in this garden,
Strong and tall, he filled the entire garden.
Flower was indignant: "How can this be?
He's not noble flower, he's just food!"
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But Corn did not listen to him, went own way,
And grew tall, as if reaching for sky.
Flower became angry and jealous,
But Corn remained calm and unshakable.
Then the day came when Flower began to wither,
His leaves turned yellow and fell off.
And Corn still growing and becoming more beautiful,
With long stems strove for sky.
And one day, when Flower has finally withered,
Corn, beautiful, powerful and yellow,
Brought his golden harvest,
So tasty and long-awaited.
So, do not judge people and flowers,
Let everyone be important in this world.
Something needed to make bourbon,
Something just need for beauty.
The original text was written by me in Russian. I haven't studied English systematically, so translation may not be ideal. The main work was done by Google Translate, I just corrected obvious absurdities, where I noticed them and where I did not confuse them with brilliant insights.
