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maiden sweeping away.
See how he caresses his lips:
Slides, crawls, and blue.
Then, apart, dives inside.
Stand still ... Well, here, and everything, dear,
Already inside you he walks
On the walls of rubs, head leads
And waiting for a moment of ecstasy,
To splash out your “longing”.
SCENE 6
Morning of the next day. Mr. Zhopeng is going to visit a spirit club. Madeleine is watching him, and before he leaves the house, she sends a conventional sign through the window to the Field. Paul secretly follows Mr. Zhopen to the club itself. Mr. Zhopen comes. After a while, Paul knocks on the door.
C l y ga
What would you like, monsieur?
P about l
Call the owner if you please
I am a local baker, the name is Paul.
X about z I and N to l at b and a
What does the baker want from me?
P about l
I want to do you a favor,
As a master and as a friend:
I will carry you pastries
Six months, I will not forget.
And every morning, just the light,
Deliver bread for lunch
Free, for one service
My bread is known throughout the county!
X about z I and N to l at b and a
What kind of service do you want?
Can I tell fortunes for coffee,
On the cards, the ball, on the luminaries,
Or call the spirit that you are cute?
P about l
I want Mr. Zhopen
I learned that his daughter Madeleine
Dreaming to marry me.
What does not pass even a day
So that we have not met each other,
I want her to marry.
Madeline and I have been friends since childhood
She does not need any marquis.
X about z I and N to l at b and a
I will help you. In that, too,
May the Holy Spirit help us.
The owner of the club and Paul disperse, satisfied with each other.
SCENE 7
In a dark room at the table, lit by a fortunetelling ball, people are sitting, their hands clasped. Among them is Mr. Zhopen. The owner of the club, rolling his eyes, calls the spirit. The rest are waiting.
Za to l and n a t e l
The kingdom is grim disturbing,
Holy Spirit, will you help us?
Arrive and answer:
What happens and what does not.
It is not easy for a perfume to have a burden.
You look at the time
And you see everything in advance,
Tell me what awaits tomorrow?
The sky and the sky split;
Spirit of Albert, appear to us!
The ball dimmed, then brightly flared, smoke began to churn, a howl came from the ceiling, a crackling sound, and finally a hoarse head was heardwith.
Dy x
Who disturbed my peace?
I fly by myself
Only this spell
Clarifies my mind.
Za to l and n a t e l
We interrupted your flight.
Tell us what awaits us?
Wants to know Monsieur Zhopen,
How to be with daughter Madeleine.
Dy x
I see a wedding, a magnificent feast,
Monsieur glitters uniform.
In the center is a maiden in a white dress,
Someone in black, but to match her.
His name is Paul Bouchard.
I finished. (The ball goes out).
Candles are lit. Everyone is looking at Mr. Zhopen. His hair is tousled, his eyes bulging, his mouth is open. The pause is delayed. Finally, he utters.
Mr Zh o p n
How can you, Paul Bouchard?
In my head tartare:
Uniform, wedding ... What's what?
I do not understand.
After all, recently Michael
Marquis promised me.
Za KLiNa T e l
He did not promise you marquis,
Only, strive upwards from the bottom
I advised you. Who knows,
How will fate play for you?
Maybe soon this Paul
Will the bakery king?
Listen to the Spirit - do not be angry,
Fields in the house to call yourself
And if you please everyone to say
That fate can not be avoided
Not by chance the prediction:
Let them get ready for the wedding.
Mr Zh o p n
What kind of fate am I like that?
How to be here, do not know yet
My wife and I will decide.
The wedding can wait.
Za KLiNa T e l
You all listened to the half-ear,
Fear, fear the revenge of the spirit!
All diverge. The owner of the club sends a servant to Paul with a note where he informs about recent events at the club and about the reluctance of Mr. Zopan to accept the prediction of Albert's spirit without any claims. The note also included a second, secret part about how Paul should act in this situation. Very soon the essence of these instructions will become clear to us.
SCENE 8
Paul and his two bosom friends are preparing for a night outing into Mr. Zhopen’s house, for which they are trying on cloaks that are freshly sewn from black curtains, put on shaggy dog hats.Friends completely smear their faces and hands with black paint, and Paul paints his face with white glowing paint, draws blue circles around his eyes. According to the agreement, Madeleine begged her mother, as it grew dark, to go for a walk with her, leaving dad alone ...
Mr. Zhopen walks through the house, stumbling in the dark and cursing. Nobody responded to his call. Suddenly from the hallway there are howls and crashes. With trembling hands, Mr. Ropin lights a candle and moves in the hallway.
Mr Zh o p n
What a thunder, what happened here
Maybe the sky collapsed?
Two black demons jump off the hall closet, whirl, howl and move menacingly toward the host.
DEMONS
What, and this idiot
Doesn't it give us peace?
Need to make two clicks
Crush it, morel!
What to rush around the apartment?
Place us in the afterlife.
Mr. Zhopen goes backwards and rests against the wall. Demons grab his hands. From the darkness appears a white spirit with blue sparkling eyes.
Dy x
What a non-believer mortal
Did you not recognize the spirit of Albert?
I was offended in the morning,
It's time you get revenge.
You dare me to rebuke
And must answer with blood.
To end this argument,
Bring an ax here!
So that he understood what was happening,
Cut off the head!
To get better into the essence,
Tear out your tongue!
One of the demons goes and returns with a big butcher's ax. Mr. Zhopen rushes and finally falls to his knees.
Mr Zh o p n
Have mercy i'm wrong
I showed a cheeky temper.
I believed you. It can be seen a little.
Know the sting under the tail hit.
Useless I'm a parent
For the sake of your daughter, I'm sorry
For her my efforts.
I will not break the promise:
Tomorrow morning, after tea,
Announce to everyone about the wedding.
Dy x
Okay, believe. Tomorrow is the time.
To remember my lesson
Twenty rods you we pour.
Quickly bring the whip!
Lie down from the rod
You will think a head!
The demons are pushing Mr. Zhopen to the floor, pulling off his pants and execute the sentence under the cries and groans of the condemned. Then the spirit and the demons disappear, as they were. The master of the house lies still. Come mr Zhopen and Madeleine. Madame rushes to to my husband
Mm J o p n
There was a battle or mayhem
What are you lying face down
Without pants and a red ass?
Mr Zh o p n
Help, I need to get up.
All that was, then passed
Clouds passed by.
I thought to be your widow
Calm down and not howl.
Under the oohs and lament Simone spouses are removed in the bedroom.
SCENE 9
In the house Zhopen enters delegation: the couple Bouchard, their son Paul and his two friends. They are met by the Zhopen family.
Mr Zh o p n
Come in, guests, in the house,
We, three of you, have been waiting for you for a long time,
At the table will not be crowded.
It is interesting for us to listen
What our guests will tell us
Come in, please, ask.
Mr B u sh a r
We came here not for nothing:
You own a product
And we have a merchant
Dashing fellow.
He is ready not to be stingy
For the sake of a cute dove:
Wants to give for together
These are the symbols of the bride:
Shoes, apron, belt
And with sapphire combs.
To respect the seller
A compassionate father
I give him a uniform
There will be a wedding commander.
Mom - coral beads,
So that on svadbbe began to shine.
I give the groom a bakery
I am in the most prestigious quarter:
Will roll bake
And feed in the neighborhood to know.
Now it's time to find out
What we will have.
Show us the damsel
Let's look at this bird:
Let us melt the fireplace
And the guests will prepare a pancake,
Better, a pile of pancakes-
We will seize the wine.
Mr Zh o p n
I agree, I give
I have my own krovinochka.
A dowry for her
This is a thousand guineas.
And the bride basket,
Spinning wheel and spindle
Everything is ready for a long time.
Hand, and - for the wine!
After the arrangement, the parents scheduled the wedding the following week.
SCENE 10
Simone and Jacques Jopen in his bedroom the night after the wedding of the young.
S & M
I am pleased and sad:
Daughter now married.
Very much no example
Paul is an enviable gentleman,
Yes, and the daughter of beauties:
In general, a pair of all the envy!
The evening is over, night is coming,
Turn around, it's time to help
Injured priest poor
Apply balm curative.
You will continue to science:
Who has spread rot and fukal,
My ass tortured?
Himself, like chickens in oshchip, hit!
With your priests will not lose,
But science will not forget.
Here, the wounds are turning pink,
Now I will grease, regret
After, fun together
We will spend this night.
Through tears and torment
I passed, crushing confusion,
But, for the joy or misfortune,
I'll get to the end of the way.
No matter how embarrassing
I carry a carrot in the bottom,
Well ka, take it out, all grease
Quench your whim there.
J ak
Here, thanks to that carrot:
After this preparation,
Like clockwork, everything went
Nicely wall spread.
Well, and night, here, it is a holiday:
So pleased my prankster,
What is ready for you at that door
Always stop by now.
Do not be sad: rest
And we enter the front.
Move away from the back "fight"
It will be sweet and vagina.
Before, ass - spouses everywhere
Must please each other
It's all like five, five
All spouses need to know ...
Now bend the arc
Get on your knees.
All to see: the breed, become
There is something to hold here.
I see a nice picture:
Top - curved back,
Sweet places below
Waiting for love from the young man.
Well done ready to try:
Pomosolit
And enter the coveted house,
Filling the entire opening.
***
From the author:
Miracle holiday here in full swing,
Slowly, like a fire,
Nice night will spend:
All that is rubbing is erased
All have time to try,
Get tired
And, satisfied, sleep.
I HAVE FINISHED EVERYTHING HOOD!
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Finally! Been waiting and here! +10 from me
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Bravo Eugene! Very good!
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Everyone knows their own way. You just will not repeat. +10
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“Everything, kaput” - it was probably a promise to the readers of your play. Eugene:). I willingly fall under the "kaput", I really liked it. It could not be otherwise.
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!!! 10+++
BRAVO! I have not laughed like that for a long time! And there are no such works on ST yet. We will be considered exclusive!
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Poor monsieur Zhopen, well, I'm glad for the young ones :) Sly, funny. And our site seems to have its Shakespeare. Can you order an erotic "The Taming of the Shrew"?
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... and King Lear, Hamlet, Othello, 12th night and of course Romeo with Juliet)))
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Yeah, right now, I’ll throw everything away and go to inflate the ball, that is, write all of the above. You would know what kind of torment it would cost to finish the play! Perhaps someone writes jokingly, in between times - I'm not one of them.
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We know! Read fragments drafts.))))
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True talent always suffers over every line. Do you think Shakespeare was easy?)))
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Thanks to lovers of rhymed lines for rave reviews, in particular, and tried for you. Six people praised the top ten, six gave marks. The average score is +8, 8. It is obvious that someone is not satisfied with the story. Why not say this openly, do not explain the essence of discontent? Especially since one of the six stories did not catch. So why these secrets of the Madrid court? Surely we are so strangers to each other, that we can not talk about my story? Very depressed by such secrecy.
In conclusion of the comment, taking this opportunity, I congratulate our defenders on the holiday!
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Eugene, I advise you to give a damn. I have the same stories with pardon, garbage. It bothers me too, and somehow even hurt. I prefer a frank conversation. But...
You, when I entered, had 8, 7. I put ten and raised to 8, 8.
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Alas, as to spit, I can not follow your advice, since those who are noted here are all my favorite authors.
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Of course, this is very unpleasant, but not to beat your head against the wall.
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Original, fun. Give us a new genre of successors of the case of Barkov.
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And what else is there to say? I am standing upright))))) 10 +++++++++))))))
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Here it is!!!))))
Moliere gets drunk, Shakespeare y ... Xia!)
At the forum I looked into your torment-doubts, and now I am stating the result!))
And he still has)
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EVGENblyat where you all see these ratings? Are they significant? I liked it very much. Easy, with humor and irony, notice !!
The only thing written about Zhopenov, so be true to the end of the branch stories. your-koldu baba, conjure grandfather brought confusion in a slender rhyme. what is x ... is asked and what does it have to do with it?
but, very pleased. undoubtedly 10!
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Thank you friends for your support and approval. I feel them from the very first publication - from my Monk. Today I do not answer each separately, do not be angry.
Snezhana, my joy, no one is obsessed with assessments, but I was talking about something else - it seems you wouldn’t understand? Now about the spell: I am not visited by black demons, but only by demons of parody and Hochma. They prompted what would be the most. Consider that I did not drop out of the topic, but just freaked out.
Once again ALL THANKS!
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Well, Eugene! Oh, Eugene! Oh, Eugene!))))
It is worthy to get into the classic CT. I quite seriously believe that it is time to create such a section on the site, and the texts should fall into it according to very high criteria.
Just no words to express my delight. Congratulations, you became the founder of a new genre - an erotic poem.
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I join everyone who spoke above. Excellent you get verses)))
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It turned out great)))
10
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Ten :) My nineteenth, if that :)
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Appreciate and wait your verse.
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Bouchard mocked me so that I was lying awake. But the demons - not very. I expected more from them.
Interestingly, now will make Zhopen?
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Perhaps you are right. There was a thought to make them much cooler, but he wrote for too long and at the end the whole fuse came out, I wanted to be more round.
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And all that you have and smooth and beautiful and sweet. And all with a laugh, but with a sneer. And, sometimes it seems to be necessary to be embarrassed, but in fact they turned so much that it looks like an innocent prank.))
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Thanks for the feedback. You got me, Dust, X-rayed me. Come again, always happy.
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