attempt at writing - Poems: Sleep student Fable of Mattanah, medical board.

<b>attempt at writing</b> - Poems: Sleep student Fable of Mattanah, medical board.

SoundTrack: MR.Z/LS/97 IL BAR'E MX (C) BD
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Author: Sergey Kolotov
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             Sleeping student.


Cheerful sunny leveret
Loved a little joke:
Though not strong, and very thin -
All he could wake up ...

One day early in the morning,
In the window through the blinds, he has penetrated.
Shined, hitting the beer cans,
And the alarm clock - do not ring!

And the time - it's time to get up
And the rush to work quickly:
Must not be late in the morning
Miner, Shkolnik, Minister of ...

But on the bed, sprawled lazily
And fiercely snorting, sleep
Student. Probably drank a beer -
Once the bank is on the table!

Leveret have realized - that's a bummer -
Go to lectures does not want to!
Dean gave a rap on the knuckles,
A villain laughs vengeance.

Thought, a ray of light: it is necessary
Zasonyu quickly wake up,
Otherwise, the mother will not be happy -
The student used only after drinking.

Crawled Envoy Sun
By tomboy, but my eye -
Though small windows,
But wake insolent!

No effect, snoring - all so well ...
What to do, how can that be?
Ray of light, bright, even
But he can not wake up!

Maybe the heat added
To get rid of fever dream?
Picked up, tried to fix ...
Continues the guy to sleep!

Rage here leveret:
Began flashing, jumping, flickering.
After all, he learned from the cradle
As with the bed raised.

Like this helps -
Move was a student,
Muttering out loud yawn:
"I will rise!" Well, let me point! "

Naive ray was -
Nothing believed bouncer,
And when the window is floated -
He again asked the snapper!

What do you want to say
I, as the author of Fables:
The case began, and then
Do not fear attack.

It ends and know:
Do not throw in Seredka.
And more often resorted
To beer and herring!
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               ZX-SPECTRUM


Oh, Speccy, you - the source of inspiration,
And my life was graced forever.
I did not forget the happiness of excitement,
When I first saw you.

Now friends with you till death,
And not one I have - and know!
Although there is no second drive
And Moose processor asks: "solder!

But it's all because melochishki -
Braze everyone: young and old!
Can assemble a computer and a boy ...
Frankly: Spectrum - is a treasure!

And it's not all that many games:
Go through them all - do not cross a field ...
Number of same grows from year to year -
Do not count! Yes, try to find everything!

And here's another: to play in the "Dandy" possible,
Once your hands are itching to break a stick.
With Speccy-g should be treated cautiously
And kindly programmochki write.

Oh, if-you only knew what a feeling
A programmer sometimes appears:
When he learns that in mind all the empty ...
After RESET is always working properly!

Do you know that overwhelms
Haggard coder then
When, though it rarely happens,
Mistake, he finds no difficulty.

A megademu you've ever seen,
Innovative cartridge in the "Dandy" downloading?
Never! And on the Spectrum created
Already, perhaps, a thousand of these!

Pirates, Gens il Tasword launching,
Think of it: where else do you-I could
In the toy had just been playing,
In her digging, and open the lock.

Well, do not lock, so the author's defense -
What is the difference, anyhow
You can climb in the "Elite" -
Anyone know this a long time!

You'll see - our best Speccy IBM.
Well, not the latest, up dvuhsotki.
What: scanner, printer and modem
And AY - steeper than the sound-blaster coil!

Oh, Spectrum, you - dear father,
ZX-Review - our mother,
A spectrophone - son of their dear
And the ZX-Format'u - Dad!

Well, that's all this time,
After all, verse pisal not to round date.
A little will, indeed in Laser-Squad now ...
Good bye! Have a nice day, dear reader!
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              The fable of Mattanah


Our matanschik - drummer
We cheerfully ship Matan,
Fikhtengol'ts recalls
But we know - he is a fool.

Better-b loader worked:
Beer-drinking b, yes-throat b tore -
Weierstrass theorem
On the street screaming.

That'll put me player,
I will sit on Mattanah,
I'll write poem about it -
And a diploma in his pocket!

But not my pocket -
That's the trouble,
A dean of our -
There is such a blockhead.

A matanschik at this time
Strongly gruzanul.
I - he spat on the floor safely
And again he fell asleep.

But in his sleep and sleepiness
Suddenly I heard
As, calling "friend"
He called me.

Asked with a grin:
"Tell me, my friend,
The limit of a function -
For you the favor. "

Sadly, I got up,
Matanschika rugnuv,
Air plucked
And he said to him:

"I'm such nonsense
I can not remember.
Put it set off my "automatic" -
And go home! "

There is nothing for him -
Muzzle looks for in blockhead!
I quickly wrote a set-off,
But the people next to burst out loud.

And all got in a leisurely way,
Someone - a knife, and someone - a grenade launcher ...
Matanschik no longer yelling,
And put all the tests, even without a knife!

Moral of the story is the same:
Instead of all the b-learning,
Much better - drink beer.
And the "machine" will help us always!
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               Scenario 1.



             'Lunch Students'



      Ul. The sidewalk is no way
remarkable student, whistles children's song "Little Duck" and 
slow strokes kicked something in front of him. Luggage 
dissolve, and it is clear that it crumpled, stubby, covered 
with snow bun (or more precisely - what was once the bun). 

      Suddenly, behind the loud echoing clatter. Student fright 
turns around and is almost knocked over by another student. 
This is a disheveled, rumpled type much out of breath from 
running fast. He makes a mighty breath away the first

student. He winces - the camera shakes.

      Second: "You're like ... What do you mean ...
Yes I am ... Yes, I also want to eat! ... Why did you
People good kicking! "First:" Wait a minute ... "- nervously 
looks around - "Well, you scream!'ll Hear someone ..." -

again encircles look all around - "Now the corner stumbles - 
together we will eat!" 

      However, go zapinyvayut ...

      Closeup: devouring, tearing teeth
choke and swallow it pumped so hard roll (when filming, of 
course, it must be replace - possible adverse effects and 
unnecessary actors on the road does not lie). 

      Suddenly, second elbow in the ribs
First: "Look, look ..." and nods his head to one side.

      Third, sullen and downcast student barely
his feet wandering the streets, pasting ads everywhere. One of 
them he prishlepyvaet nearby. 

      Camera zooms ... On the crumpled
piece seems torn from exercise books to
AIG, the following:

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           OB b I IN A DEFINITION



     Lost delicious zazharistaya

        crispy buns!

Finder please return for a fee

Contact: PED Ave Matan, Cabinet

            Horror (Dean)

             poste restante
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      The camera shows the first two well-fed
happy students, fun Clap
his stomach.


                C O N E C



               Scenario 2.



                'Interview'



      Ul. In the frame - a leading, keeps
hand microphone. The camera slowly glides over
cord from the microphone. He creeps along the ground,
partitions off the street, winding around
column and trees (see 30 from the ground) and then disappears 
around the corner. 

      Narrator: "Hello We are
on the streets of our beloved
city. In this rush hour, when all around so
a lot of people - looks around (the camera shows the empty 
streets) - "we decided ask a few questions of our fellow 
countrymen ... " 

      At that time, heard muffled curses, and stretched the 
lead to zapnuvshiysya on the wire the first passer-by. This

student holding a guitar.

      Narrator: "But first and fell ..."

      A student raised: "What the hell
what the ... "

      Narrator: "I hope you do not hurt yourself. I
We have a couple questions for you. Tell me,
where are you going? "

      Student: "Well, I'm in a hurry ... I'm going to 
rehearsal, I'm a drummer with us in a group ... "


      Narrator: "It's strange, why this
guitar? I always thought that the drummer plays
on a drum! "

      Student: "It was the second question -
Last. Well, firstly, the drum a long time
stands in its place, and secondly - it is
not your business! And anyway, who said,
that the guitar - not a percussion instrument? "- and
With these words, with a swinging hammer guitar
by the facilitator. Spitting, leaves ...

      Leading (rising and shaking himself):
"Yes, our office and the dangerous and difficult!
... By the way, is brewing another interview. "

      Looks away. Thence with illegible English curses tumble 
second passer-by. It's a tough guy with a player, wearing dark 
glasses. 

      Raised: "Well, you che, in kind,
then pile up - have found where the 'throw the bones'!. 
"Looming in the chamber:" Did you finally can there Che 
staring! Morgaly vykolyu, radish! Come on down its barrel organ 
... " 

      Leading, taking off a guy sunglasses:
"Witek, you're what? I are the velocity-time to say
- Not claw my glasses and player "- turning to the operator -" 
Yes, unplug the same cell, you idiot! "


      The camera is obscured, the deaf hear
blows and screams ... The camera turns on.

      Leading up from the ground (he
disheveled hair, and a hefty Fingal
eye): "Damn, it was necessary to bring into
'Rocker' ... Okay, take the last interview and it's time to 
teach Matan - soon to PED go!


      At this time the shot comes to a
guy. He methodically clew up the microphone
wire, then push off to the side and cuts off the power cord 
leading from the microphone. 

      Narrator: "Oh ... And who are you,
actually, here are you? "

      Guy: "I know, go, go ...
I saw - wire bezhozny lying around. Here I
have realized - on the farm all amiss, well here
and ... "

      Narrator: "And you, by chance, so did not see where the 
posting is coming!" 

      Guy: "How not to notice - said:
Besides from there to the gizmo in your hand ... Meshal I 
suppose? "- Turning to chamber - "Look-ka which is a brilliant 
maneuver - also at something amiss ..." 

      Sent to the camera bypasses. Frame
twitches, could be heard shouting: "Do not paw the camera
Village "- dealt blows.

      Narrator: "Farewell, dear audience,
our beat ... "- runs to the camera.

      Voices: "Come on board, dunce,
it's worth millions ... "You hear horrible
blow. Off.


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               The medical board

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                 NARCOLOGY



Doctor: What, do not drink, my friend!

             And do not koleshsya bit?

             Yes! ... Or maybe kosyachok

             Sometimes you score? "

             Come-ka you here ...


             Well, you drink??

Conscript: Quite a bit -

             Only on holidays a little bit.

Doctor: Yes, you, brother - an alcoholic!

             Right now we write ... Smoke, my friend?

Conscript: Well ... Sometimes, a cigarette

             Scoring in the morning ...

Doctor: And the "wheels" you swallow!

             You still - a drug addict!

             By thine eyes see it all -

             You devils, I hate!


             That's why send

             We'll get you quickly to the construction 
battalion. 

             In the institute the same - to flunk:

             Our people are sitting there!

Conscript: Ouch! In armeyku not want to!

             Let go! - Ozolochu!

Doctor: Ha-ha-ha! Look, dreaming!

             Something you got excited!

             Shall we treat you -

             Wean - how to drink vodka!

Conscript: Hey! That's it - no need to:

             In life, at least one joy!

Doctor: No, man! He likes, does not he likes!

             Drink you quit, you leave!

             Encode your

             What would not you drink like a pig!

             Well, but you will flutter -

             Become viciously mock

             And treat the whole hog -

             Uh, arrange pokazushku!



              Sergei, "From 'zarublennogo'.