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(Arrangement of Pushkin's poem on the vulgar harmony)
I want, brothers, to amuse you.
Kohl tired of a high syllable,
I will try to save
From lectures, magnificent lines.
I will show real life
Pictures - without embellishment at all.
In the glorious language of the fatherland
I base my story.
But so ...
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I want, brothers, to amuse you.
Kohl tired of a high syllable,
I will try to save
From lectures, magnificent lines.
I will show real life
Pictures - without embellishment at all.
In the glorious language of the fatherland
I base my story.
But so ...
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Three maidens, taking wine,
They sat for a drink by the window.
Drank vodka with beer
And, as usual, chatted -
Who would you like to be,
And how easier life is to live.
The conversation was banal,
Quasi-semi-sexy.
The girls are all like picking up -
Crap Chernomor,
All used his brothers sea
In the trash would ...
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They sat for a drink by the window.
Drank vodka with beer
And, as usual, chatted -
Who would you like to be,
And how easier life is to live.
The conversation was banal,
Quasi-semi-sexy.
The girls are all like picking up -
Crap Chernomor,
All used his brothers sea
In the trash would ...
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Three sisters under the window
Children's cherished sins ...
“Had I been a queen,” the elder puffs her sister,
Working on the crotch
- “That would live having fun,
With ease in the soul and body
In the palace, as if in a brothel! ”
"Had I been a queen" -
The average sister moos,
Trying to get it ...
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Children's cherished sins ...
“Had I been a queen,” the elder puffs her sister,
Working on the crotch
- “That would live having fun,
With ease in the soul and body
In the palace, as if in a brothel! ”
"Had I been a queen" -
The average sister moos,
Trying to get it ...
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Increasingly I recall our meetings.
With you, we were so good ...
One i'm korotuyu this evening,
But I know that our train did not leave.
Perekipeli everything in the soul of insult.
I want to live so warmly
There is no power to fight loneliness ...
And you know, yet I waited for you!
You wisely acted, keeping silent
So many months (thanks for not years)
And now, when full of despair,
Ready to be near. This is your answer.
You do not look askance and reproach.
Ready to do the same as I am.
About the past I will not ...
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With you, we were so good ...
One i'm korotuyu this evening,
But I know that our train did not leave.
Perekipeli everything in the soul of insult.
I want to live so warmly
There is no power to fight loneliness ...
And you know, yet I waited for you!
You wisely acted, keeping silent
So many months (thanks for not years)
And now, when full of despair,
Ready to be near. This is your answer.
You do not look askance and reproach.
Ready to do the same as I am.
About the past I will not ...
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Galina V.
I remembered this day, platform, station,
And the sadness in your eyes at parting,
"I love and wait," - I barely heard,
And we kissed goodbye.
I soon became not needed and forgotten,
Though I waited for you with dreary hours
And the phone, spitting calls,
Now, always deadly silent.
You didn't even say why,
I erased out of life immediately ?,
How not to try, I still do not understand
Why was I so cruelly punished ?!
You appeared exactly a year later,
As if nothing had happened ...
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I remembered this day, platform, station,
And the sadness in your eyes at parting,
"I love and wait," - I barely heard,
And we kissed goodbye.
I soon became not needed and forgotten,
Though I waited for you with dreary hours
And the phone, spitting calls,
Now, always deadly silent.
You didn't even say why,
I erased out of life immediately ?,
How not to try, I still do not understand
Why was I so cruelly punished ?!
You appeared exactly a year later,
As if nothing had happened ...
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- where are you old
“Your mother?”
- How much can you call?
- Grandma is quiet, do not fuck,
- Blow in the coop look
- Put rather moonshine,
- At the same time and snack.
- Grandfather, you just fucked
- I do not tolerate lawlessness.
- How many chickens do you have?
- Eighteen or one?
- It is difficult for her without a cock
- By the egg ...
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“Your mother?”
- How much can you call?
- Grandma is quiet, do not fuck,
- Blow in the coop look
- Put rather moonshine,
- At the same time and snack.
- Grandfather, you just fucked
- I do not tolerate lawlessness.
- How many chickens do you have?
- Eighteen or one?
- It is difficult for her without a cock
- By the egg ...
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"Hello! By Buk's phone! ”
"You do not gnaw aunt Boredom?"
"Who are you?"
"Dentist of the soul."
"Come on, man, don't be ridiculous ..."
"I will not laugh ...".
"Tell me the name?"
"It is cold as frost ..."
"How to call you, tell me all the same."
"You can call me - oh, God!"
“Did you take too much?”
“Who, you ...
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"You do not gnaw aunt Boredom?"
"Who are you?"
"Dentist of the soul."
"Come on, man, don't be ridiculous ..."
"I will not laugh ...".
"Tell me the name?"
"It is cold as frost ..."
"How to call you, tell me all the same."
"You can call me - oh, God!"
“Did you take too much?”
“Who, you ...
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My uncle of the most honest rules
In the story he left a trace
And he was glorified throughout Russia,
I tell you about it.
His estate was located
In a secluded, quiet corner
Where the brook water zaurchilas,
Giving life to a big river.
Russia is a marvelous nature
Which he admired,
It was ...
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My uncle of the most honest rules
In the story he left a trace
And he was glorified throughout Russia,
I tell you about it.
His estate was located
In a secluded, quiet corner
Where the brook water zaurchilas,
Giving life to a big river.
Russia is a marvelous nature
Which he admired,
It was ...
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How strange you are - do not understand you:
in the bosom of thoughts the word expire,
but, in speeches and answers, you suffer again -
Doubt stiff in your brains.
Afraid to take the phone
and you rarely call yourself
but ... glad to hear my sonorous voice.
Absurdity, life is again tormented,
and thought ...
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in the bosom of thoughts the word expire,
but, in speeches and answers, you suffer again -
Doubt stiff in your brains.
Afraid to take the phone
and you rarely call yourself
but ... glad to hear my sonorous voice.
Absurdity, life is again tormented,
and thought ...
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We drank the martini all evening ...
In a crystal glass I Albina
Everything was pouring and pouring.
And he himself devoured
Hollow between her breasts.
(Mom came to mind for some reason
With a low-cut bathrobe
Wearing that evening ...) I'm married.
But did the "pimples" spouse
And even "apples" ...
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In a crystal glass I Albina
Everything was pouring and pouring.
And he himself devoured
Hollow between her breasts.
(Mom came to mind for some reason
With a low-cut bathrobe
Wearing that evening ...) I'm married.
But did the "pimples" spouse
And even "apples" ...
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