SERYOZHA'S HOMEWORK

 SERYOZHA'S HOMEWORK

Seryozha at his table sat.

"I'll do my homework," thought the lad.

He had to show the hills and lakes

Upon the map without mistakes.

But then an electrician knocked

And entered, and some time they talked

Of things like fuses, which cause fire

When we replace them with a wire.

The electrician found out then 

How folks should jump from sinking boats,

And that Seryozha's age was ten.

And airplanes occupied his thoughts.

But in due cause the light went on

The meter worked, the man had gone.

Seryozha at his table sat.

"I'll do my homework," thought the lad.

He had to show the hills and lakes 

Upon the map without mistakes.

Out of the window, though, he peered:

The rain had stopped, the sky had cleared.

The yard was dry, so out-of-doors

Young football-players came in force.

Seryozha pushed his books aside.

"Those lakes can wait!" Seryozha cried.

They let Seryozha keep the goal;

Till four he caught and kicked the ball.

Again at home Seryozha sat.

"I'll do my homework," thought the lad.

He had to show the hills and lakes

Upon the map without mistakes.

But here his younger brother Mike

Said he had smashed Seryozha's bike.

As a result of which a pair

Of battered wheels required repair.

About an hour this occupied,

And then, of course, he took a ride.

For the tenth time Seryozha sat

Before his textbook, luckless lad.

"What heaps of homework they assign!

Seryozha grumbled with a sigh.

"It's getting late! How long it takes

To learn those blessed hills and lakes!"

-Agnia Barto

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