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El casament del llapis i la goma (poema en català)

Un llapis de dibuixari una goma d'esborrarvan voler fer un casamentque en parlés tota la gent.

Ell es va posar un barretque semblava un panelleti ella una sabata rosaque li feia molta nosa.

Ell va dibuixar un convitamb xampany i gall rostiti ella va esborrar-ne un trosper poder-hi posar arròs.

En ser l'hora de la festaell va dirigir l'orquestrai ella va esborrar un trombóque li feia mitja por.

I quan va arribar la nitell era més llarg que el lliti va haver-lo d'estirarcom un dia sense pa.

Ella, amb camisa de tul,no hi podia posar el culi va esborrar-ne la voraper poder-lo treure a fora.

Ell va somiar un castellon el rei era igual que elli ella va esborrar el palauon dormia el príncep blau.

The Wedding of the Pencil and the Eraser

A drawing-pencil, sharp and dapper,and his true love, a pink eraser,resolved to wed and hold a fete,the like the town had never met.

He chose to wear the strangest cap:it looked just like a floury bap;and she a strawberry-colored shoein which she stuck, as fast as glue.

He drew a sumptuous wedding-feast,champagne and canapés on toast;but she rubbed out the soup-tureento make room for an aubergine.

And when he'd drawn the orchestra,he was both baton and conductor;but she erased the bass-trombone,abhoring its funereal tone.

And when night fell and bed was sought,he found he'd drawn the thing too short,so made it stretch to meet his want,as folks must do when things are scant.

She, in a gown of white shantung,could find no room to park her bum,and so rubbed out a certain wedge,to let her dangle o'er the edge.

That night he dreamed a castle grim,in which the king looked just like him;while she erased the palace fair,the blue prince fading into air.

Miquel Desclot

Miquel Desclot (pen name of Miquel Creus) was born in Barcelona, was a Lecturer at Universitat Autònoma de Barcelona, and is a freelance writer of poetry, essays, books for children, memoirs, and poetic translations. He wrote the following poem for his son several years ago.

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