Orphan

From the cycle "Mr. Good"*

Already the sixth day in the middle of the local
Tales
I hear the cry of baby, Russian
Orphan.
From the Russian orphanage are reported
words
About the children's commissar, Astakhova P.A.
- How many children's fears have come today
In reality!
Leave me, Astakhov, please leave!
Russian orphanes knew evil days,
But they also sob from your care.
There are many classes in Russia: there is creative
Class,
But he is not very masses and somewhat went out.
There is a collective pukl - everyone knows them
crowd -
It consists of dolls, it is controlled by Pu.
And there are also an impressive, obedient personnel
Class, -
That's why I cried that he took up us.
I am brought up in an orphanage under the crying moron,
I knew a lot of grief except, but you finished me off.
I am a damned refuser, as if I'm a Jew.
They will not let me into the States by your mercy.
I am sitting ugly among shabby walls,
I teach the word "bastard" and the word "ombudsman" ...
You are just an evil genius with a dagger
And in a cloak!
Now there will be no adoption at all!
And with a boy in Texas you were so mistaken, Pash,
What caused in our class a large
excitement.
You howled like an elephant in the aviary, you were exhausted!
Then Lavrov from Kerry asked for forgiveness.
We are a defective class, and in our class all
It was deprived of often, but still not so.
Leave orphans, Pasha, do not commit sin!
So our fate is bad enough.
Go without tantrums
With a medal on the chest
On its azure shore
And sit quietly there.

*The next concert is March 27.