Johny and Tommy by Aleksander Fredro https://www.youtube.com/watch?v =VcbXKO3tOgE
Johnny and Tommy lived in the one house, Johnny upstairs, and Tommy downstairs.
Johnny was peace-loving, meek as a mouse, while Tom’s noisy antics drove John to despair.
Each day he would play at wild hunting and chasing, running and vaulting from table to chair, catching, escaping – now hound and now hare, blow horns, shoot off rifles, and holler like crazy.
Bore this poor Johnny, then bears it no more, and very politely knocks on Tommy’s door: – “Kind sir, do take pity, pray hunt with more tact, for upstairs my windows have shattered and cracked”.
But Tom thus replies him: “In own house a king, a man is free to do his own thing�.
So what to do? Johnny was not one to fight, went back upstairs and plugged his ears tight.
Next day Tom still sleeping – then suddenly rose when he felt something drip, drip, on his nose.
He leaps out of bed and runs up the stairs. Knock, knock! Door bolted. He finds a crack, peers – and sees – what’s this, water? Some two feet deep! And
Johnnny on wardrobe with rod in his hand. – “What are you doing?!” – “I’m fishing, that’s clear”.
– “But, dear fellow, water now drips on my ear!” And Johnny replies: “In own house a king, a man is free to do his own thing!”.
Źródło: The Word; Słowo Two hundred years of Polish poetry, Dwieście lat poezji polskiej. Blackheath NSW, Australia, 2010 (za zgodą)