In the forest, where vines intertwine as if in dance,
Once upon a time there lived Monkey, dexterous and agile.
She managed to do everything, tumbled in branches all day,
And the whole forest laughed at her jokes and applauded her.
Binoculars was opposite, leisurely and thoughtful,
He looked closely spent hours studying documents.
With his piercing gaze he revealed all secrets of world,
He looked into depths and understood essence of all things.
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One day Monkey and Binoculars met on the road,
Where sun hid in foliage of the trees, as if playing.
Monkey said: "Binoculars, you are so mystery to me,
You see world like no one, you are sure of everything!"
Binoculars replied: "Monkey, you live like an artist,
Every your day is filled with new unique emotions,
Every your step is beginning of unforgettable adventure."
Monkey said: "I like the way you talk about me!
I had never even thought about anything like that before!"
Binoculars replied: "That’s because you spoke nicely about me.
I always return good for good, even if it is obvious lie."
So Monkey and Binoculars talked for about an hour,
Continuing to tirelessly praise each other for nothing,
And then they went home, pleased with themselves.
Yes, this fable is definitely about the genesis of corruption,
Although at first glance you can’t seem to tell, right?
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.
