The miller
Aleksandr Sergeyevich Dargomyzhsky
A miller came home at night-time.
"Zhonka! what are these boots?"
"Are you drunk, you lazy idler?
Where can you see any boots?
Is the devil tormenting you?
Those are buckets!"
"Oh yes? Buckets?
I've lived to be forty years old
And never have I seen or dreamed of seeing
buckets with copper spurs on them!"