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Arabella Miller - Florin Bican
Arabella Miller - Florin Bican
Written
in English, transduced in Romanian, she lives
forever!
THE BALLAD OF LITTLE RABID ARABELLA
Little Arabella Miller
Drove a yellow Caterpillar.
And she drove it round and round,
Razed her village to the ground.
Arabella did her best,
Her machine did all the rest.
The surviving population
Ground their dentures in frustration,
Seeing what a sorry sight
Was their village left and right.
All said: Arabella Miller,
Youre a nasty little killer.
Arabella kept her cool
And replied: I guess Yet wholl
Ever stop me? Up your matrix!
Youre a bunch of geriatrics
Second-rate you are, and third
And she cutely flipped the bird.
They converged upon the Mayor
And requested him to slay her.
The Lord Mayor got his gun,
But twas easier said than done
Cat was knocked into reverse
And the crowd had to disperse.
Then up spoke the Brigadier:
Got a situation here
Judging by the damage done,
We might need a bigger gun.
My old friend, Admiral Bruiser,
Is a Captain on a cruiser
H.M.S. The Friend Indeed
Bet he has just what we need.
Ill liaise with him a.s.a.p.,
Put an end to all this crap.
Teach the damsel some respect,
Bruiser will, I should expect.
In the meantime, Arabella
Gave the creeps to every fella,
As her yella mean machine
Crept across the grass so green.
Well before the crack of dawn,
Arabella lu Glucoz
i-a fcut rost de-un buldozer
i-a luat-o cu el prin sat,
Chitit pe demolat
N-a fost col s nu dea iama
Cu enila i cu lama...
Vai, supravieuitorii,
Cum i mai treceau fiorii
Cnd priveau n jurul lor
La prpdu-ngrozitor.
-Arabella, Arabella, I-au spus ei, mhnii, - acela
A fost dragul nostru sat,
Iar tu ni l-ai demolat.
Ce ne facem noi acum?
Ne-ai lsat ca protii-n drum.
Eti o plag social!
i-ar fi luat-o la poceal...
-Arabella, ia aminte, I-au zis ei scrnind din dinte Punem noi mna pe tine,
F, i n-o s-i fie bine...
Arabella, din cabin,
Le-a rspuns: -M doare-n splin.
Vrei s m intimidai?
Suntei nite sinistrai!
Nu m prindei voi pe mine,
C ne face de fecal
Pe arena mondial...
Arabella demolase
Cu succes hambare, case,
Mai pe scurt, infrastructura,
i-acum ataca natura,
Precum bine intuise
Preedintele Ulise.
Manevrndu-i utilajul,
Se juca cu peisajul,
Se juca de-a uite-l, nu-i
i pe vale i pe grui.
Chiar i cte-o Casc Albastr
Murmura: Parc-i de-a noastr,
Admirnd cu ct talent
Modeleaz-n ambient...
Cum cere datina strbun
i-au dat nval mpreun,
Toi narmai cu furci, cu coase,
Strignd: -Pentru Sciei, la oase!
(Au mai scandat un epitet
Pe care nu voi s-l repet.)
-Luai-v destinu-n mn,
Culcai buldozeru pe-o rn!
Se ndemnau ei reciproc,
Cnd Arabella-ntoarse-n loc
i o porni cu vnt din pup
Spre ei, pornit ca s-i rup.
i i-ar fi rupt, fr-ndoial,
Prini cum erau la-nghesuial
Cci retrgndu-se spontan,
Czuser cu toi morman.
Dar chiar atunci, n mod penibil,
Rmase fr combustibil...
Mulimea repliat zbiar:
-Acuma ne-ai picat n ghear!
Fata, ghicindu-le mnia,
i-a fluturat spre dnii iia
Brodat cu miastre ace,
Iia cea alb-n semn de pace.
Mulimea ns, ca la ar,
I-a replicat: - Te-am spart la nar!
i strns-au cercu-n jurul ei,
Cu ochii scprnd scntei...
-F, i dezafectm maina,
Te fugrim ca pe Nadina,
Ca s te saturi de rscoal
Civilizaia rural
E conceput ca s ie
Din moi-strmoi ntru vecie...
Da vorba lung srcie
Pe ea, Vandam! Pe ea, Ilie!
Ai s-o defenestrm, biei,