Clouds above bald spotted,
The sun was staring blankly from heaven.
On the bench, the students kissed,
Having lost interest in learning.

Having exchanged flocks of germs,
Lapali each other without shame ...
Loved the loins, stinging shoes,
The water squished under my feet.

The sun was wandering towards sunset
Promising all the tasteless kitsch ...
Oak that proudly stood up once
Finished a century of paralysis.

Suddenly in the pants she mocked,
And suddenly sank in his chest.
Indeed, in the short message was ...
There was only a word. “Come!”

Panties, forgotten in the hallway,
A hot whisper, a smack of eggs ...
The smoothness of the priests, like the moon
And your moan is like the song of the birds of paradise! ..

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Street sunset majestic
In a hundred colors met me.
Drunk bomzhik wisely a little slyly
Winked, vomiting green.

Melodic chavkala mud
Under the feet that flew gallop.
And snooping around the hatchway
Rats - the heralds of success.

Hugged by the shoulders of the rain-tramp
Moshkar started a game ...
At the entrance of the glorious mongrel
Friendly I seized the caviar.