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SEL'DZHUKI CHTO DUMALI (O "ALE" MOEJ SESTRY I MARSHALE ZHUKOVE)? NAKONFORMIROVALIS' ("NARKOMPROSOM"...) NI ODNOGO VOPROSA MNE(!) I NI IZVINENIYA OT KOEHRTSIROVANNO POSADIVSHIH POD SURDINKU ZHENIT'BY (PREDLOZHENNOY IMI NE LEGAL'NO (LENKA...) NO PREDPOCHTENNOJ MNOJ POLNOKROVNO I LEGAL'NO BEZ DENEG)... DLYA KOGO PSIHUSHKI POSLE RAZBITOGO MNE NOSA ZA IH PROKLYATIE (I "TIR-BOYARD") VSE ODINAKOVO PROIGRAYUT DEYSTVITEL'NOSTI I REALIZMU ("S NIMI YA TOZHE GAY-SEX HOTEL IMET'")... RAZUM ZHENSCHINY ESLI PRESTUPILI DILYA! IZ TATAR-BASHKI VSE USPEHI KOLEN... TYUL'PAN RASTSVYOL... CHTO VY DUMAETE? (I SOSTOYANIE YANDEKSA)...

EMU SAMA YUBOCHKA NUZHNA -- STESNYAETSYA (VITYNO SUZHDENIE VOS'MOJ GLAVY ONEGINA PO PERVOJ CHITKE) REGULYARNYJ MUZH (DETSTVO ESCHE NASTANET OTSENIT' EHTI USPEXI...) "ON S BELOJ OBSCHAT'SYA NE MOZHET!" (OCENITE PO PROSEDYAM)... ESCHYO BY VED' -- GDE TVOI SEM'NADCAT' LET? (ODIN CHELOVEK STAREET -- STO CHELOVEK NE MOGUT PROCHITAT' PEREVOD BELOLOBYE SKOTINY!) KAK VY POSMELI, SVOLOCHI, S BIO-BLE DRUGS? (BEL'GII, CHTO LI, DEN'GI?) BIBLE YAJTSA OTREZALO?

EDINSTVENNOE, KAK S NIM MOZHNO DRUZHIT'... (NARYADI EGO S KOMPLIMENTOM)... VOT VAM VTORAYA ZHIZN'! LYUDI...

K ZVERYU V UHO PRILETELA
VO FRIHOLD NADPODDOROZHNYJ
I UVESILAS' ULYBKOJ,
KAK BEZDARNYM KOMPLIMENTOM,
DAL'SHE COURTSEY I NABELO
TRADISKANTSIA TREVOZHNO...
SHIBKO LYUTYJ, LYUTO SHIBKIJ
OT VALYUTY ORGAZMENTOM...

VRODE NOVYH NABINTOVOK...
KAK PRISTAVLENNYH VINTOVOK...
OT NADBROVOK DO SELEDOK...
OT NABIVOK DO DYUYMOVOK,
TY NASHEJ EMU KOROVOK,
STANET ROBOK... STANET PLEVOK...
TY NABEY EMU KOLODOK...
SRAZU SDELAET POPLAVOK...

I URYADIT S NIM USPEHI...
OBSCHIE, NEPROSKVOZNYE...
I ULADIT S NIM DOSPEHI...
V OBRUCHEN'E PRUDOM-TVER'YU,
VYLUCHENNYJ DO PROREHI...
VYRUCHENNYJ MNOJ V INYE
VREMENA... MIRY... I VEHI...
ON STOIT TEPER' ZA DVER'YU...

Dreading Evgeny Rein Cry for Suicide did you Notice? (OKUDZHAVA KILLED ME BY OFTEN SHOWING UP) (V. Vysotsky)

To be a driving horse -- I could've deadened;
To celebrate the jubilee -- and out
But I observed that 10 years is no legacy of Land's end,
There's beer across the street to be without!

And still -- leak in a little borzhom gas
For the ten years -- such dates are rarifying!
Okay -- a jubilee can embarrass
By junipers -- but I am that defying...

So what have we approached with anniversary?
Ox the intention -- fundamentals' deaf,
"The horse", Akshat's new lover Pelagea and the yessir
Are answers to the story in "Alive."

No peak, no Zenith, not an Apogee,
No Zeynep waiting in cinotheater,
In Cino there is one -- but she is gay?
I doubt that let us be us the creator!

The decreation or the deconstruction
Philosophy in journals overseas
Delapidates the horniest betrayers of the Russian
Mercy forgivers and MIT fleas!

A scumbag wrote the horses for the few --
But a good man "In Leningrad" for many
And I love money, but I look askew
At "I don't love" or like or getting any!

Pearlbarley boiled, and I'm not getting snarly...
Sings Bogushevskaya "vot ehto da"!
I'd graduate from Harvard school phenomenally
But pheromonal difference goes far!

A gopher broque perstincts the Bellevue,
The avenue is standing in full flavor;
Are hanging two noosehangers for the few!
For many plane hungars, many a favor!

Not Paris and not kidneys for the callow
And loving kiddies as nobody loves...
But our philosopher at the premier boycotting fellow
Discriminates against the bones and coves:

Back goes the war and we live in the trenches,
We understand the churches and the rows
And even our De niro knows more menches
Then their hyeroglyphs and Kurnikovs...

We're all born ugly and we come out stupid
But that Wertmuller Lena director
Amazes me by lies, as does Filatov sometimes dupe'd
By our performances... he is a whore...

(Dudnikova needed) Delapidated maculas

So very off to living Scherbakov:
You live but I am heading to Versacchi;
Van', come with me, Demidova, fuck off!
To Domodedova and further dachi...

RADI KREDITA... (RAZNYE GREEN-CARD'Y)! EY NUZHNA BYLA PROSTO HOROSHAYA MEDSESTRA (I GLYBA SGINET)... SMELYE PEREVODY! GENIA ZA DVER'YU...

Ya nenavizhu ehtot mir --
Zachem tesemki rastoropschit'?
Na glavnoj ulice plombir
Mne pokupala mama obschaya (OBAMU PREDVKUSHAYA)

A nevinovnaya -- mol'bert,
Mol'er, gusar povinovalsya.
Zachem ey nuzhen ehtot xer
S tex por, kak pered nej rasstalsya?

Nam za bugor so pyati let --
Za tu Natal'yu Goncharovu,
Chto koli Koli uzhe net
Ya provedu s ney zhizn' psyakrevu.

V itoge... Masha za xernej
Kak kolokol, ko mne primchalas'.
Ona pokonchila so mnoy
Za nepovstrechnuyu udalost'.

A udalsya ej tol'ko gnev --
V'edayas' v zad, smotrya naruzhu.
Zovut ee Al'tshiler Lev,
I ne sluzhu ya ehtoj chushi...

QUBELL novye nozdri (PODBADRIVALA) EHTO TVOI NOZDRI (OT TV)... ZAPODOZRIVALA V PRISUSTVII ORGASMS, OTKRYLA BOLEZN'

BEQUESTING A DEMO --
RINGS TRUE IN THE PROCESS --
SHEDEVRY POEMY --
I VSYO IDET IISUS

QUBELL -- EHTO DROCHKA
BOLEZNI BLYADY
ESHE ODNA STROCHKA -- 
PRIDI I BLYADI

QUBELL -- KALOM PAXNET 
I SYNOK DROCHITSYA
KOGDA NET UBIJSCY
U NOVOGO SMYSLA

A SAFE INNOVATION --
IZLUCHNICY DURI
NET SMYSLA BESPECHNEJ
SYNOK RAZZADORIL.

2

NOVYE DURI OB'YALIT,
CHTO NIKAKAYA ONA NE KOMPANIYA
CHTO ONA SPLOSHNAYA NARKOMANIA
S UMYSLOM V RECHI

NET UMA BESPECHNEJ --
SESTRY, EE LEZOREVOJ DURY --
ONA BESKONECHNA
ZALEPIT I SHIRE
OTKROYUTSYA.

A KALOM ZALEPIL --
ESHE XUZHE STANET
POTERPIT, VLYUBITSYA
V KOGO?NARKOMANA.

Any Lutherans Here? (Absurdity, Lift a Barbell Like Vysotsky)
(Mikhail Scherbakov)

Came up to an endurance of the old chattel, surviving words,
Fish, bearing no pandurance is me affecting like all absurds --
Looking she is severely, unspeaking coarsely barely aglint!
Fish, why don't you say merely two words in purpose... Alive asquint?

Callous and sharp for losses, I gathered gerunds -- gave up for tips...
Torrid poetic license withabnegated and looked stupid:
Foreign describing circles, I vision labor but feel astute
Fish, why don't you engurgle at least as sultry a prostitute?

Autumn... just simple falltide bizarres my senses... to the extreme,
Of constitution pallid someone on photo will glint and scream
Beaming it's not erotic but barely eros, as in a knave!
Fish, why our simbiotic forestalls a virtue but pushes crave?

My step will be enveigled by dirty billow in a penchant.
Why do our words finagle the utmost passions of a merchant?
Guesting at other houses the map forbids us and disallows!
Due to the autumn vouchers we lost our senses and lost our vows!

Autumn... bestows we're losers, confers we're ugly, insists we're small,
I feel I'm touching bosom but never vary in my parole,
Tepid mistakes of hunger, thoughts of impatience, feeling of verve,
Fish, why not carry longer you are alive and you are a perve?

How I Can Hate (Belching) The Carnalest Man in Russia (not doing taek won do) Erosing and Roza
(V. Vysotsky)

Tear each tendon, each ligament, sinew
But today like last night, when I sup...
Nelson radar, they circled me in you...
Bunching avidly to a windup!

From the pines (I'm supine) crack two-barrells;
The hunt-predators hide themselves there...
Save your hide, brothers-wolves -- I'm imperiled
(I am crying on target to bare.)

The hunt is homociding wolves, is homiciding --
The one abiding is the only grey on red
Afficionado; let us kill him by providing
A puke, a belch, a burp, and then a good homestead.

We're not equal... harranging each other;
And outmatching on buzz "cianide",
Adumbrating the jazz for "I'd rather"
(Mistranslating the titles of films)...

Like it hot, stick it to Jonnie Cheever,
With Updike, when he comes to SR!
Brome and "from" get confused in a cleaver
And we execute by S.S.I....

The hunt is homociding wolves, is homiciding --
The one abiding is the only grey on red
Afficionado; let us kill him by providing
A puke, a belch, a burp, and then a good homestead.

To US, getting ready for Rader
(Whimp, a wuss, stolid piss and Hussein)
Alexander Men slain from his radar,
And America pisses on Seine,

I grow beard and install stocky hiccoughs,
Lock and barrell remains in pose-wait!
Brodsky still in St. Peter, reads Borroughs,
Pterodactylus goes on a date!

The hunt is homociding wolves, is homiciding --
The one abiding is the only grey on red
Afficionado; let us kill him by providing
A puke, a belch, a burp, and then a good homestead.

VECHNO MLECHNAYA BOLEZN' PEREDAVAEMAYA PO NASILIYU DIETY, NACHINAYA S 1991 GODA NA SALTOVKE I NE IZMENIMAYA (U VSEH BOLEZN' ANALOGICHNAYA... PREDLAGAEM... ON NE SLYSHIT: "SUTENYOR I PRESTUPNIK"...) "RAN'SHE SLAVILI VYSHE KRYSHI" TOL'KO ON TOZHE NE ZAMETIL! ON NE DUMAL O STROCHKAH... ON DUMAL OB OSTERVENENII MAMY (OTSYUDA OSTANKINO, KAK NASILIE NA RAZUM TONKOGO I DELIKATNOGO PEREVODCHIKA PODEYSTVUYUSCHEE CHEREZ LEKARSTVA NA GODY)

ONI NE RAZDELILI PROSTUYU FABULU -- CHTO SLUCHILOS' "S TEH POR" (THANKS SASHA)! ("IT TAKES A SAGE"!)

VZROSLEET ON S KONTSA DO STROCHEK,
A ZNACHIT, CHEREZ NATANA --
NU BUDET TAM EMU UROCHEK
DOPIVSHEMU SEBYA DO DNA,

KAK TOT STRUCHOK, CHTO BYL V SPORTZALE --
CHTO ZHIL BUKVAL'NO TAM, I DLIL
SMOTREN'E: CHTO V ORIGINALE?
A, MASHA? CHTO TAM ZA DEBILL?

"TAM... IZVRASCHENIE PEDALI --
ON DLIT MENYA V MOIH SHTANAH --
DRUGIM POBEDY PRISUZHDALI
DRUGIE, SRAL ON NA TANAH"...

I ISPISAL DVE STROCHKE O MNE --
VOT VITYAZ' SPERTYJ... VOT GENOM,
A VOT SESTRA OBO MNE POMNIT:
"EGO PAPASHA PEL, KTO GNOM"!

EYO PAPASHA GRUBIT LIKOM:
ODNA ISTERIKA VIDNA
VO PODRAZHANIE TUPIKAM
DRUZEY TEH, KOTORYM HANA!

PODRAZDELENIE NA CHASTI
PREDPOLAGAETSYA V KONTSE...
TA OB''EKTIVNOST', CHTO EST' VLASTI
(A NE VLADI...) V EGO NELIZANNOM YAYTSE,

UZHE 2-3-4 GODA --
"O BOZHE, CHTO ZA MATERIK?
ONA LYUBILA TAM URODA?
ONA SOSHLA OT ISTERIK?"

PREDPOLOZHEN'YA EDUT DAL'SHE:
NE PRINYAL OFFER ON DOMA
I POLUCHIL KLIKUHU FAL'SHI,
OT FAL'BERG: "PAPA -- NE MAMA"!

ZHUL' VERN! EGO VSE GAVNOTECHKI...
BODLER DYUMA, CHEREZ PEDAL',
I TOT, NE EVSHI VEKA SVECHKI
RASSLEDOVAL ODNU MORAL' --

KOREOLANUS UVERTYURA...
KAK MOZART ANUSA ANAL-
IZ... VOVSE DIVNAYA FIGURA,
U TOY, KTO RAZVERNUL PENAL --

A DAL'SHE KAFKA S EDIT P'YAFOM,
SOBAKA KAZHDAYA ZA NEY
U FAL'BERG, MAMY, I S ZHIRAFOM
VYSOTSKINSKIH UZHE KONEY....

http://www.kulichki.com/vv/pesni/slovno-v-skazke-na.html

KAKIE-TO DENEZHNYE OSHIBKI V PEREVODAH S NARODOM PODSKAZALA LENA BIRYUKOM ("NOT HAPPY... LEKARSTVA PODEYSTVUYUT" ILI UDAR PO NOSU THANKS, LENA, FOR ENGAGEMENT) FOR FINESSE FINANCIAL ENGAGEMENT BY FIRE-HOSE

THE MIND STANDS OUT DYSLEXIC -- "OTHERS, SOMEWHERE, DID IT..." INSISTING ON IGNORANCE (EVIDENCE VICTOR HUGO)! (BUT THIS IS HOW FLOWER WOMEN)! "HE WILL BE FRIENDS WITH VITA" (LENKA GUARANTEES ON THE BALCONY... IN HER BOSTON APARTMENT)! HIS BEST PERIOD DOESN'T COMPARE WITH MY WORST... ASK VARVARA VIZBOR! (NOT CALENDULA)... HIS FRIENDSHIP IS ABOUT MONEY AND 9/11 -- THE HATRED FOR MY TRANSLATION OF "FAREWELL TO THE NEW-YEAR TREE"... SIMPLY THE SANEST POEM... ("DON'T DARE TRANSLATE", SECONDING GENIA...)

ALL THIS CAME FROM $200 I BORROWED FROM NATHAN (THE TRUTH IS, I TOOK SOME PORTFOLIO SHOTS FROM A GAY PHOTOGRAPHER... IT REALLY DISCOMFORTED HIM!):

Hello Genia, 

Years ago when you all were living on Stilmore (you were 17 or 18 then), one day your father asked me to go for a walk ... he was terribly worried that you would turn out just like a certain chessplayer your father had gotten to know at the club, who I will refer to as "B". Your father thought I had some influence on you at the time, and wanted me to try to sway you toward computer programming or science. I told your father that I had little if any influence with you, and that in any case I could not in good conscience urge you toward programming, since I didn't think it was the right path for you and you yourself didn't seem inclined in that direction. Vladimir accepted my reply and didn't pursue the matter. 

Now it seems his fears are being realized. B lost his father when B was in his early twenties, then for the next 15 years B did not hold any job ... he was completely supported by his mother until B was 38, when B's mother died. [Sound familiar?] Since then, about 15 years ago, B has worked only two years, at menial wage jobs ... he's made his other money teaching chess ... his friends put him up at their homes for a few of those years, but for the past nine years or so, B has had an apartment for $500/month. He has always had trouble paying his rent [sound familiar?], and has often 'borrowed' money from friends to avoid eviction ['borrowed' in quotes since B never has made the slightest effort to pay back the money to his friends -- sound familiar?]. 

(A) HE SUGGESTS, THAT I FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND; B) THEREFORE I DON'T NEED MONEY!)

Now B has finally been evicted [sound familiar?], and as I write this I do not know where he is; he may well be living on the street, homeless. He has run out of friends who will lend/give him money for rent ... one of the reasons being that B's former interest in gambling -- which over the years was under control -- has become a strong obsession which he cannot control. Whenever B has any money he drives to the Detroit casinos and gambles nonstop, sleeping in his car with the motor running and the window cracked open. Last winter he spent 18 days living like this ... a really sick existence ... lost all of his money and hung around with unsavory types ... and missed his chess teaching assignments, letting down one of his best friends who owns the chess teaching company. 

(I NEED TO GET EVICTED)

At 52 B has no place to live, owes friends about $10,000, has an old car which is falling apart, has no job, refuses to work, and is in the clutches of his gambling addiction. Genia, please do take a hard look at the path B chose for himself ... your beloved father saw clearly that you had similar tendencies as B (who is talented in two of the arts, though that talent isn't anything truly special and certainly isn't nearly as great as B fancies it is). I urge you to make conscious choices, or you might well end up like B, which would be a great pity. 

MONEY: Do not ask me for loans or gifts of money, as the answer will be "No." You are healthy and can (and should) earn your own money. Giving you money would be like giving dope to a drug addict ... it would only prolong the inevitable, as happened with B. In this world everyone must work or perish. Make your choice. 

Further, I ask you to be completely honest ... tell me, was all that talk about your having a two week job in Vegas true, or was it just to get some money from me? It sounded fishy when you were here, and from how it turned out, it looks like the story you told was an untruth, but I would like to hear your version. 

(SMALL DIGRESSION -- "FISH"... WOULD I EVER USE A WORD LIKE THAT IN ENGLISH? INVENTED ORGASMS!) ONE NEEDS A COMPUTER (OR GETS A BARBED WIRE)... VSEGO LISH' UMER TRENER! (IMPERIL BY GLENN GOULD)!

And also, Genia, I ask you to be more honest about your interest in translating Pushkin. The rationale for your asking me and others for money has always been your conviction that a new translation would be extremely valuable for the world. But then when Natan offered you a room of your own plus food so you could finish the translation project in three years, you refused! On the spurious grounds (I was told) that "Oh, I can't leave Princeton." This tells all of us that you don't really think the translation project is so important after all. If the project were as all-important as you tell us, you would spare no effort to complete it and would have accepted Natan's generous offer. 

I don't know what is holding you in Princeton, but apparently it has enslaved you, which is always a bad thing as you must know. Just make up your mind to leave Princeton ... do not allow anything or anyone to make a slave out of you! 

(MY FRIEND NEEDS TO DRINK TOO... HE IS A INSPIRING, THRIVING ACCOMPLICE TO TRANSLATIONS... "ECCE HOMO" M.K.S. AFTER "POINT M", NO EVALUATION... I DON'T SUGGEST HOSPITALISATION, EVEN FOR THE PRESCRIPTION OF DRUGS IN "TOMORROW" -- HE NEEDS BONE MARROW... HE IS NOT OBLIGATED TO WEEP FOR WOMEN!)

Genia, I don't know whether or not we will continue our relationship ... your last email [below] was the ramblings of a mind that needs something ... some kind of help ... it was extremely discourteous and without any basis in fact. [For example, you denigrate my writing and poetic abilities, but as far as I know you haven't published anything and haven't been paid any money for your writing or poetry or translations, whereas I've been paid hundreds of thousands of dollars for my work, and have had a book of my poetry published. Your statements lack all objectivity and are completely without any justification, merely your unsupported opinion based on your vast overestimation of your true abilities. 

I have to tell you in this regard that three Russian friends of mine -- all bright and totally bilingual -- don't think you are too terribly talented as a Pushkin translator. In particular, none of them like your translation of the poem on love. I am not running you down, just trying to give you some honest feedback about the true level of your ability. ] 

> If you don't do this, David, you will lose me as a friend. 

Wrong ... it's been years since we have been friends. 

Nonetheless [or maybe nevertheless ... remember you asked me to distinguish these two words a long time ago], I remain interested in you, and you should feel free to write me if you wish. But I don't think I or anyone else can really help you, unless you make up your mind to help yourself. As the Jewish sage remarked, 

"If I am for myself only, what am I?
If I am not for myself, who will be for me?
If not now, when?" 

Yours, 

David

vast abilities for abilify... He hates money! (U PAPY BOL'SHOE EGO A YA EGO CHASTO RAZVLEKAL NO EGO BOL'SHE INTERESOVALA MOYA FAMILIYA)

KAK YA SMEL PEREVESTI V POLNOM RASCVETE UBIL PEREVODCHIKAM (EDINSTVENNOE EGO KACHESTVO)... PRAVA KACHAT' ON ZNAET MOU STRANU...

BOLD (THIRD) (MENAGE-A)... -- KAK NA NEGO VOZDEYSTVUYUT LEKARSTVA! TRILINGUAL... HONEST? (STARIK VED'M PLEL PROTIV MOEY SEKSUAL'NOY DEYATEL'NOSTI, I TRENERSTVA...)

SOVYOL MAMU I KOMPANIYU DO POLNOGO VZHIRANIYA NAZAD -- TOL'KO B NE OTKRYL SPORTZAL I EST' ESCHYO ODIN DOVOD (V ISTERIKE) "EST' DRUGIE GENIAL'NYE POEHTY-PEREVODCHIKI" ZHALOBA NA NOS GDE ONI -- UKAZHET MNE TOL'KO ISUS VO VREMYA STRASHNOGO SUDA! ZAHLOP -- TY LISHYON ONEGINA I VSEJ ZHIZNI, POSVYASCHYONNOJ EMU

DAUGHTER -- MOTHER? HER PART IN ALL THIS? CAPITAL PUNISHMENT -- FOR WHAT? HOW LOOKS CAPITOL?

DOM KUPILO GAVNO SLAVISTICHESKOE SVOIM NEPECHATNYM ORGAZMOM!

ITALICS MINE -- EVALUATE THE RHETORICS EXACTLY THE RHETORICAL TONE, IN WHICH DRUGS GET PRESCRIBED (THE MOST BELOVED TRAINER IN A GYM... ALL OF A SUDDEN, HOMOSEXUAL) MYSLI OB EHTOM STAROGO ZAVETA: KLEVET'TE, KTO MOZHET (ESPECIALLY, FOR A REPARTEE AND A CORVETTE)... NADZIRAJTE, KAK NAKONETS PRIDUMAL SCHERBAKOV! (NOT THE BEST JUDGE IN TRANSLATIONS)... LEKARSTVA OT FINIFTI... (DRUGIE SMELI PEREVESTI!)

ONE MORE DEMONSTRATED HATRED! TOO PALE SKIN?.. ANY CREATOR CAN BE HATED

On Biceps and Longevity, We Split (Forbes College) Bad Push Ups? (One promise kept?) 
(M. Scherbakov)

Help-less was the process of wars and boxes on the ears:
Whereas you dress an orthodox, he is not always there,
No how from the birth to the ending, will he say, of comperes --
That foe is a man to all men and not a brother faire!

Inkjet -- see him using the printer, purchased by his sis --
Aztecs' anti-sexual bring-door to the tech-profess
Diabole call him bravely and tacid, for he got some good eds --
A wolf, he is tightly professing huguenottal press!

Abs are incremental his passion... Peredelkino
Sabraly is his consumation on the broken nose...
And if driving is his occupance... with the fuel or no,
Endless he is seeking commupance at U.C. or close...

Trunkly of an elephant sitting in the buduar
Drunkly she is sowing or knitting vocabulary --
Tasty it pertains to be "Britting" in USSR
"Hasty, are we wedding or shitting, Madame Bovary"?

Objet of papaya and Hyatts... veritable speak...
Of the lepered Hiltons and Bayards ushering some slack --
Inject a brave lord on the bunny side of his left-most cheek,
And yet if no money no honey, he pronounces back...

"Beat-you" for the housing and whore-lord ended in fracas...
Three two, diacletian warlord starringly pronounced;
Some shelfs goes then homeward, not angel, but neither a jackass...
But wolf is each tongue of the regiment, not a man nuanced!

Nose is unschemato cadavered by a flying corpse;
Moses? ultimatum a coward, utterly ignored!
Psyche ward as an end to millenium barely incepted? Worse?
Thigh-ward, our togetherness venom, "Diehard" room and board!

BONUS SONG: BUT EHH; NOT AH! http://www.sovetskaya-estrada.ru/load/tolkunova_valentina/quot_akh_natasha_quot/10-1-0-303 

LEPS OR HOMCHIK, SEEK SOME INSPIRATION (NO NEED TO PERSPIRE)!

IF YOU HAVE TO SLANDER SOMEBODY ELSE, YOU AREN'T PERSPIRING RIGHT... TAKE THAT FROM A TRAINER... AND COPS, TOO... (HOW DARED I TRANSLATE PRECISELY, AFTER "THE BIRTH OF TRAGEDY"... PEOPLE HUNTING FOR MY BODY PARTS... AND THREATENING ME... YOU GALYA WITH A PSYCHE)...




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дата публикации: Aug 28, 2018

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