Doodles are jumping all over the house.
In Leningradskaya Pravda, hieroglyphs are used instead of letters.
Black spots on the wall are a shitty stain.
Blood splashes, vodka and tears flow.
There is nowhere to step in the entrance, everything is littered with drunks.
The black cap of the grandmother's order was drunk.
At night in the yard you only hear: "How! Shoo-in! Pale!"
He stabbed, killed. She stole it, ruined it.
Drool flying is a thirst for revenge, hatred.
My teeth are grinding, my hands are shaking, my mind is clouded.
Do you remember when we met dead in the liquor store
And our voices were like broken strings.
You saw all sorts of nonsense in your younger years.
This has happened before: I was injected with vodka, and I slept with a politician.
And now your glands are like lunar craters.
And legs without calves, like that paralytic.
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