This is poetical collection of humorous verses in my usual style, id est with nursery thymes, stressing not on feelings but on interesting /ideas/,...
÷÷÷ To tell you the truth I represent two persons, one real and one pseudonymous. The real one was born in the middle of the last century in one country called Bulgaria (which now turned to be European poorest area), in an ancestrally intellectual family. As a result of this I have received two and a half tertiary educations in the exact sciences and in three different countries, and at the moment know three and a half foreign languages. In view of this I have worked in various scientific institutes as research assistant in the end, and /because/ of my higher education I ... have remained unemployed from the beginning of our democracy and for more than a quarter of a century until now I at last am pensioner with — you will never imagine this — a pension of a bit less than ... /three bus tickets daily/ for /all/ expenses! Did you get it?
÷÷÷ So, and by this circumstances it is not surprising that I have become democratic dissident, or intelligent laic, or research unemployed assistant, or (the biggest in the world) /demo-critical/ realist, or the like. Yet because of my scientific education, natural inclination to moderate judgements, as well as my then middle age, I have been (and am) sophisticated enough for to deny nothing /totally/ (how the ordinary people usually do) and have begun to ponder about the pluses of the minuses and vice versa, about the democracy and life in general, finding an interesting for me occupation. In this way I have naturally come to expressing myself in publicistic materials, popular-scientific researches, all kinds of untraditional thoughts, etymological guesses and parallels between (in principle) /all/ languages, and also finding consolation and pleasure in writing of (usually) funny (but also philosophical and other) verses with sound “nursery” rhymes, and this in /three/ languages (Bulgarian, Russian, and English), because otherwise I got often bored. And this was my second “face”, the creative or literary, though chiefly as /non/-fiction writer (although I have some SF stories and poetry, as said). I have published things on several Russian sites, also in three languages, but as far as in 2017 I finished the translation of all my (translatable, i.e. prosaic) things in English I have decided to begin to ... conquer the Western world, so to say. And, come to think about, why not?
÷÷÷ As I see I am mostly read in Bul., then in Rus., and then in Eng. So that I ask you: do you, really, so much ... hate the Englishmen?