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The Island Where We’ve Got It All
(strict-meter singable adaptation)
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, bright and tall,
The island where we’ve got it all.
Bay leaf and Cross of Saint George too,
Coral groves of crimson hue,
Stradivarius, Bach’s clavier,
Magritte’s pipe and Monomakh’s gear,
Geiger counters softly call,
Einstein’s curls and one and all,
Foucault’s pendulum in swing,
Eco, Ecco, everything.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, broad and warm,
Where every shape and kind can swarm.
Sheep brains and human brains as well,
Calves’ and dogs’—we stock them well,
Chicken brains and rooster brains,
Silk and wool in matching skeins,
Cotton socks in tidy heaps,
Something strong for one who weeps,
Poems, novels, pills for shock,
Curtains, ceilings, floors that lock.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, strange and grand,
With every wonder close at hand.
Pink bows and necro-romance there,
Books on lexical affairs,
This Pokémon and that one too,
Lautréamont comes crashing through,
Sweet Citramon, Analgin,
Gray-brown-raspberry vitamin,
Russian fields and freedom’s cry,
Uncle Kolya passing by.
Uncle Vanya, Three Sisters,
Bedbug, Bathhouse, evening whispers,
Thirty-Eight Parrots in a row,
Sixteen doctors all aglow,
Winnie-the-Pooh, Cousin Vinny,
Paradise birds, piglets skinny,
Fresh new faces, dresses small,
Calico and all in all.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, sea and sky,
Where all that’s low and high drift by.
Bird in hand and crane in cloud,
Heaven’s chariot rolling proud,
Ship at sea and submarine,
People’s vodka, foaming drink,
Pale-faced darling, copper egg,
Golden cockerel on one leg,
A dashing rapper standing tall—
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island packed and wide,
With marvels on each side.
Statue of Liberty stands bright,
Saint Vitus in the morning light,
Two great towers rising straight,
Neither struck down yet by fate,
Bridge across the Neva flows,
A rendezvous, a white mare goes,
Black bridle, Black River near,
Northern capital shining clear.
Little bird and bigger bird,
Pizza plain and pizza served,
Curd and curd-paste, tales that charm,
Magic, household, beastly yarn,
Flu cure, curse cure, evil-eye,
Tears that fall and noses cry,
Business triumph, psychic skill,
To keep the brain from coming loose.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, old and new,
With every creed and chewing chew.
Akathists for Felix D.,
Hymns for Leonid Ilyich’s spree,
New Orbit gum and Old Arbat,
Triple shield for every lad,
Peppermint and Juicy Fruit,
Capital and labor’s fruit,
Chukovsky sung to Tchaikovsky,
Mayakovsky, Makovsky.
Blue fountain and yellow ghost,
White caftan we value most,
Little Anton, Bashō too,
Kolbasho to see us through,
So in brief, and clear as day,
Hear the only thing we say:
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
In short, we’ve got it all.
(strict-meter singable adaptation)
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, bright and tall,
The island where we’ve got it all.
Bay leaf and Cross of Saint George too,
Coral groves of crimson hue,
Stradivarius, Bach’s clavier,
Magritte’s pipe and Monomakh’s gear,
Geiger counters softly call,
Einstein’s curls and one and all,
Foucault’s pendulum in swing,
Eco, Ecco, everything.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, broad and warm,
Where every shape and kind can swarm.
Sheep brains and human brains as well,
Calves’ and dogs’—we stock them well,
Chicken brains and rooster brains,
Silk and wool in matching skeins,
Cotton socks in tidy heaps,
Something strong for one who weeps,
Poems, novels, pills for shock,
Curtains, ceilings, floors that lock.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, strange and grand,
With every wonder close at hand.
Pink bows and necro-romance there,
Books on lexical affairs,
This Pokémon and that one too,
Lautréamont comes crashing through,
Sweet Citramon, Analgin,
Gray-brown-raspberry vitamin,
Russian fields and freedom’s cry,
Uncle Kolya passing by.
Uncle Vanya, Three Sisters,
Bedbug, Bathhouse, evening whispers,
Thirty-Eight Parrots in a row,
Sixteen doctors all aglow,
Winnie-the-Pooh, Cousin Vinny,
Paradise birds, piglets skinny,
Fresh new faces, dresses small,
Calico and all in all.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, sea and sky,
Where all that’s low and high drift by.
Bird in hand and crane in cloud,
Heaven’s chariot rolling proud,
Ship at sea and submarine,
People’s vodka, foaming drink,
Pale-faced darling, copper egg,
Golden cockerel on one leg,
A dashing rapper standing tall—
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island packed and wide,
With marvels on each side.
Statue of Liberty stands bright,
Saint Vitus in the morning light,
Two great towers rising straight,
Neither struck down yet by fate,
Bridge across the Neva flows,
A rendezvous, a white mare goes,
Black bridle, Black River near,
Northern capital shining clear.
Little bird and bigger bird,
Pizza plain and pizza served,
Curd and curd-paste, tales that charm,
Magic, household, beastly yarn,
Flu cure, curse cure, evil-eye,
Tears that fall and noses cry,
Business triumph, psychic skill,
To keep the brain from coming loose.
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
And that still is not all.
Now kindly cast your eyes this way,
Come look upon our shore today,
This is the island, old and new,
With every creed and chewing chew.
Akathists for Felix D.,
Hymns for Leonid Ilyich’s spree,
New Orbit gum and Old Arbat,
Triple shield for every lad,
Peppermint and Juicy Fruit,
Capital and labor’s fruit,
Chukovsky sung to Tchaikovsky,
Mayakovsky, Makovsky.
Blue fountain and yellow ghost,
White caftan we value most,
Little Anton, Bashō too,
Kolbasho to see us through,
So in brief, and clear as day,
Hear the only thing we say:
Bashō, this and that and all,
Yes, we’ve got it, one and all,
Bashō, this and that and all—
In short, we’ve got it all.
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