HREJ  SI,  TU  MÁŠ  ZEMĚKOULI  !

                                         Znuděný  obláček

                                         s  ubrouskem 

                                         pod  bradou  

                                         sotva  odrostlý

                                         kolébce   

                                         vzteká  se  u  jídla    

                                         Lžičkou  deště

                                         se  rochní  v  talíři

                                         na  pocintaném 

                                         ubruse  rána   ----

                                         Ach  

                                         ten  nudný  modrý  míč

                                         pod  stolem  !

                                         Nejradši

                                         bych  ho  nakopnul   ----  

                                         Matička  Slunce

                                         nervy  v  kýblu  

                                         erupcemi  pohlavků

                                         už  celá  bez  sebe  

                                         zvedá

                                         bleskový  telefon

                                         a  objednává  se

                                         u  psychiatra  . . . 

                                         Ustrašený 

                                         modrý  míč

                                         vezme  raději  s  sebou  . . .