•  Ink

    A poem by Mediana Stan, illustrated by Faluvégi Zsolt, translated by Rafael Manory

    She thanked them, and thereafter
    In her jaws the crayons sharpened
    She put everyone in place,
    In her wooden pencil case.

    And then, the four tree beetles
    Took out their ink bottles,
    Poured in the acorns with caps
    Reddish, giggling ink that c’aps. 

    - I'm a predator with crown, 
    The oak tree I shall throw down
    Because I don't know how to add
    Three plus seven, beware, I'm bad!

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