Never Before

Talk is cheaper than a meow
Ask me to speak
I don't know how

Those daily comics have never made me laugh
A caricature of one's beloved pet
Talking in a disposable paper is humanity's gaffe

Translator's note: Dima finally had the opportunity to read a Garfield comic strip, and he did not like it.  I have to dig through the Garfield archives to see if he ever penned a poem.  Perhaps that will impress him.

Essen

He's always got a jar of mustard in his car

I think he's taking food emergencies too far

He said he found a hot dog in Vegas

Its flavor is something that'll save us

She's stuffing the sausages with inedible snails

She got the recipe from a book of tall tales

I don't think she'll get the nerve to serve them

Everybody she knows doesn't deserve them

Translator's Note:  This is Dima's commentary on German food.  I don't think he's referring to his owners who like mustard and sausage.  Perhaps German food in this poem is a metaphor for awkward social encounters.