Miroslav Nemirov. All about poetry 96
Jazz Morning fries like a rock and roll. The morning fries, as it will be even more correct - jazz. Morning frying, it jazis, Jayst owi at the same time, that is, it is right now, Because this is summer, this summer, that’s what, oh, oh you, oh you are a guide! The roar is a lot of extreme extreme - Summer! - and clang, and screech and ringing A variety of excellent sparkling copper, And wind, and shock, and shine-erupting them; And on me all this with a terrible force is brought down, poor!