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< Nadezhda Kapinos
Lviv



... And the Lord thought, creating and multiplying
Worlds:
 - Do not break the rules podnadoevshy
games? ..

And wandering through the gardens, bells ringing lazily,
He probably ... bored? .. The hell he came up
me?

I usually chicken - just a "hole" in
head -
inability to master - in search of food
grass

and with a tendency to stupidity - I mean -
art ... ... verse
What does not change the nutritional and taste

distinctive qualities broth where chicken
corpse
required attribute as well as in the jaw
 - Tooth ...

And amid the happy hens carrying the
nonsense, then - egg,
I kept imagining God - where are you -?
face

that with a satisfied smile - from the sky, and then -
through the fence,
He listens with interest as the bale neck -
ax ...

And smokes pot ... and clean onion and
carrots ...
And in my head all jostle poems - about
love

inevitability, vain hope,
pan, rest ...
Only the beak you - not your mouth ... and "Ko-Ko" who
hear "the hell?»
Bale