Flower grew in the field, beautiful and unrepeatable,
He attracted glances, seemed unique,
But one day Helicopter flew past,
Who raced through the sky at the speed of lightning.

Flower was stunned by this sight,
He understood, that Helicopter was more beautiful than him.
But Flower decided not to lose heart,
He found his strength in beauty and uniqueness.




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Helicopter flew, drew zigzags in the sky,
But never forgot about Flower below
And always returned to that place
To see Flower again and wave the propeller.

Netflix heard this story
And filmed 666 episodes based on it,
Naturally, with homosexual overtones.
Flower turned out to be a black junkie,
And Helicopter was one-legged special forces veteran.

I watched that show, and you know, I liked it.
Smart screenwriters know how to turn
The most empty story in a great spectacle.
I don't care that it was originally about something else,
The main thing is that Flower and Helicopter made good money on copyright,
And they flew away together into the far distance,
Gently hugging each other and limping slightly.



The original text was written by me in Russian. I haven't studied English systematically so the 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.