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The wild in Wisełka
Question: What is the wildest thing in Wisełka?
The beach? The forest? The game? Or maybe the people?
The beach - "wild" - because of no lifeguard!
The wild forest - because it's The National Park.
The animals - mainly wild boars, which calmly roam around our homes, and if they succeed, in our gardens.
NO! They are the people!! The people are the wildest, because, like the savages, they litter in the forest, on the beach and in the water.
I will spare you the unpleasant views and I will not reveal pictures of rubbish left by the people.
Today will be about the poor boars, who in search of food want to make friends with us and take advantage of the benefits of our composter ...
The sow brings her cubs to the fence, and the get through the eye in the fence into the garden and go crazy whereever it is easy to graze. I do not mind if they treat themselves to what falls out of an unprotected composter. It's worse when they dig in the lawn ...
The question: Who got in whose way? Who did this forest belong to, in the first place?
PS
The pictures of the flowers are in the garden of our neighbors'! Their grass is always greener!
ATTENTION:
We are going to look for this bittern:
Przy płocie, przy bramie ?
Czyżby goście mili
Niespodziankę nam zrobili ?
I bez uprzedzenia
Zgłosili się po miskę ciepłego jedzenia ?
Skąd znowu ! Ci goście bez miski się obejdą -
Wezmą co swoje - nieważne dokąd wejdą.
Wydadzą drobne kwiki i pochrząkiwania -
Bo z ich strony rodzaj to podziękowania.
I każdy wykształciuch to łatwo zrozumie,
Bo co tu tłumaczyć - chrząkać każdy umie !
Czemu w jednym miejscu aż tyle dziczości ?
I choćby człowiek nie wiem jak unikał,
To i tak na swej drodze dziczość wciąż spotyka !
Jeden bąk przyleciał i czyni, że już wiosna!