AY-Track: 2ND BLIN (some rmx by Macros)
By: I PREFERE T0 BE AT SHADOW
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Hello, dear fans of my
creativity! Today I present to you no-
a poem full of ideas,
tion. To understand it, you will have to
a lot to think about, I’ll say right away that if you
don’t live in our city and have never been with us
did not communicate, then the likelihood is that you
something you will understand is 0.001%. In each
house in the next number this percentage will be
gradually approach 100, at least
At least I'll try.
Today the old necromancer,
Apparently seen a lot.
Reveal your talent to the world
And to ushe will tell you about lard.
Necromancer:
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Well, lard next time
For the show off of the former union,
And now I’ll start the story
About the miracle Yudo-Mokrous.
This creature, I tell you,
In a green and yellow padded jacket
Not young beyond her years,
And not as smart as three kopecks.
She lives I don't know where
And she eats edible food.
And if there is no food at all -
She goes and looks for her.
She doesn't disdain noodles,
And, despite the temptations,
Doesn't eat big tree mushroom
Which, by the way, is different everywhere.
She has a sharp tooth
Which sharpens with anything.
It's just rightwill fall over an oak tree
And he sleeps neither much nor little.
She's as scary as ever
And always cheerful with a hangover.
She goes there faster
Where is the noise and vulgar fun.
She doesn't know the word fear
Looks through the crowns up at the clouds.
I could live in heaven
But here the climate is probably better.
She stays all night long
Counts long needles.
She screams, she sings,
She is sitting on a bookshelf.
She doesn't walk in the morning
To the same wet mustache.
She has her back to us in life,
Without choosing us based on tastes.
She thinks she's drunk
She doesn't argue with the bottle.
She... that's how she is.
She's digging your grave.
She carelessly
Waves to the audience from the stageAnd he will go to another world. *
Will this solve all the problems?
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Afterword...
...What is it, you say -
Why do you need so much of it?
She's transparent inside
So it is only visible from the outside.
What are you going to do with her?
In your rainy subtropics?
Believe me, in a couple of days
You call her lazily -
But she’s not there. She left.
And she took the charm with her,
Which I gave you,
And - here they are! Gone somewhere...
Now somewhere on the grass
She lies there and melts.
At least two of them are needed.
And so... Let it sparkle...*
The last line for some reasons
niyam has been changed.
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