Poem

Perfect to live in a free state
 By providing rations,
 At the service, at high salaries,
 Cars and houses!
 There is only one little sad:
 Language is not one. Not in Moscow.
 Do not they say in Russian,
 Teshi least count on his head!
 But the difficulties of this sort
 Each of us has become accustomed.
 We spikaem in Russian pride,
 We Kip native language.
 We do not spilaem salt on the wounds,
 Girlfriend Kissan passionately,
 In the service program Rana,
 When rekvestaet our boss.
 We drinkaem dry wines,
 Endzhoem own comfort,
 We famously drayvaem machines,
 Take the highway (when allowed).
 When the ACL opportunity,
 Take e Few days are off,
 Makhno apsteyt on the road,
 In the forest napikaem mushrooms,
 Nakukaem a snack,
 What I did not see a light!
 Drinknem as follows, in Russian!
 Faknem wife in his old age!
 And then - take a large vakeyshen,
 For example, a couple of weeks,
 In Paris, the oldest in the district
 Himself zabukaem hotel.
 And there - and Rome is not far off,
 Madrid, Berlin, edrena mother!
 We shop in Amsterdam!
 We will be in Prague lanchevat!
 At ours, with large salaries
 We have the whole of Europe - on the shoulder!
 Ah, well in United States!
 Oh, travelyay where I want!
 Approchaet spring evening,
 Darkeet - while on the go.
 Subsides speech, extinguished candles,
 And Pushkin spinaet in a coffin ...

© Alexander Martlin
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