"Avram Davidson - My Boy Friend's Name Is Jello" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Avram)

Blessed association of words! Allopath--Homeopath--_homoios_, the like, the same, _pathos_, feeling,
suffering--_similia similibus curantur_--
The little girls are playing beneath my window once more, clapping hands and singing. Something about a
boy friend named Tony, who eats macaroni, has a great big knife and a pretty little wife, and will always
lead a happy life... that must he the butcher opposite; he's always kind to the children.... Strength,
strength! The work of a moment to get two coins front my wallet and throw them down. What little girl
could resist picking up a dime which fell in front of her? "_Cross my palm with silver, pretty
gentleman!_"-- eh? And now to tell them my tale...

I feel better already. I don't think I'll see Miss Thurl again for a while. She opened the door, the front
door, and when the children had sung the new verse she slammed the door shut quite viciously.

It's too bad about Ajello, but every man for himself.

Listen to them singing away, bless their little hearts! I love little girls. Such sweet, innocent voices.

My _boy_ friend will _soon_ be _healthy_.

He _shall_ be _very weal_thy.

No _wo_man shall _har_ry

Or _seek_ to _ma_rry;

_Two_ and _two_ is _four_, and _one_ to _carry!_

It will be pleasant to be wealthy, I hope. I must ask Ajello where Cincihello is.

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