Here’s an assignment |задание| for tonight, and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk |завалит| you if you don’t do it: Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed |зарифмованную|. No fair |справедливого, хорошего| tennis without a net. Make it as good as you possibly can. But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing. Don’t show it or recite |цитировать| it to anybody, not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?