The Sweet-Scented Name/The Bull

by Fyodor Sologub

The Bull

 

A LITTLE boy had a mama who wore light blue spectacles and a papa who wore dark blue ones.

They weighed in a pair of scales all that the little boy ate, meat, bread, milk, weighed it all.

At last, one day, papa said to mama: "Our boy has to-day finished his first bull, to-morrow he starts on his second."

When the little boy heard this he began to cry, and he said:

"I don't want to eat a bull—a bull has got horns."