
Again among Russian volosts,
Against the background of summer grasses and weights,
There is no unarmed news here,
Non -literary professions,
Denominations, non -state posts,
As well as undeserved repression.
Only he did not deserve repressions
Who did not enter the power chambers,
I was not friends with overseas guests
I did not contact those that are rich
He did not work hard - and, in essence, did not live.
Everyone else will be to blame.
The landing is not worthy only that
Who discussed one weather in letters,
The crown of dreams listed a sandwich,
I watched TV and did not work for the past.
Deep named people
Of these, it is formed, along the way.
There are few of them, but there are such.
Such never mind
Neighbors and relatives cherish revenge,
They do not believe in honor, they respect the violence ...
They have one joy in the world -
When someone is planted around.
They have one conversation from a century,
One inexperienced inertness:
Furgal - killer, Ulyukaev - thief,
Safronov generally went to Roscosmos ...
All landscapes were replaced by a fence,
There will be a plane in place of all volumes.
And right! Our common gentleman
I did not have other idylls:
More reliable than all allies - nerd,
We are not Europe, not Picadilli here,
The triumph of fools is always alone:
That those - they take, but they were not planted.
Who said the "country cannot be squeezed"?
You cannot underestimate your loved ones!
Under the blanket, tremble is sweet.
Firewood is satisfied, whoever chop them.
But it’s a pity that if there is no one to plant -
Without long words, they will plant in deep words.
And what: in these few minutes,
When their lives are habitually taken away,
They may understand anything?
No, they will not understand. They do not understand.
After all, we are invincible calling
And hats break in front of ours.
And most importantly, what forgiveness is not, -
That all the lessons will be in voyage again,
And some bear emerges
Considered amusing the day before -
And there will be "cranes" and "twenty years",
Both thaw and pink saliva.
Girl, young creature,
Will believe in it devotedly and hard
With all the strength of the insignificance of his own -
Pan, a loner, a rotary hitch.
I feel sorry for this teenager only
And I don’t feel sorry for anyone else.