Ball of the moon under a star lamp shade Lit up the fallen asleep small town. Went, being dared or laughing, on n...

[Well vot-a verse, from which me always blevat tja]

Ball of the moon under a star lamp shade
Lit up the fallen asleep small town.
Went, being dared or laughing, on quay gloomy
The guy with sportivnoju a figure
And the little girl - a fragile small stalk.

It is visible, raspaljas from conversation,
The guy by the way has told,
As once in a storm for the sake of dispute
He crossed a sea gulf,

As struggled with devil techenem,
As the thunder-storm threw lightnings.
And she looked with voshishchenem
In courageous, hot eyes...

And then, having sighed, has told or said silently:
- I there from pavor would die.
You know, I the awful coward,
For what in a thunder-storm would not float!

The guy has smiled indulgently,
Has drawn the little girl slowly
Also has told or said: - You are simply delightful,
Ah you, sparrow soul!

The chin a finger to her has raised
Also has kissed. The bridge shook or was pumped,
The wind sang... And for it or her today
The world was entirely from music and stars!

So in night on quay gloomy
Went together through sleeping small town
The guy with sportivnoju a figure
And the little girl - a fragile small stalk.

And when, having passed or having taken place a stria of light,
Into a shadow of acacias dozing have entered,
Two broad-shouldered dark silhouettes
Have grown suddenly as iz-under the grounds,

The first has rhonchially muttered: - Stop, tsyplenki!
The way is closed, and that's all!
Rings, sergi, chasiki, denzhonki-
Everything, that is, on a flank, and zhivej!

And the second, starting up or letting a smoke in moustaches,
Observed, how, from volnenja brown,
The guy with sportivnoju a figure
Became, hurrying to unfasten hours.

And, happy or enough, probably, success,
Ryzheusyj has hemmed: - Hey, a goat!
What it was inflated?! - also takes with laughter
Has pulled to the little girl on eyes.

Further there was all as explosion pomegranates:
The girl beretik has broken
And words: - Rubbish! The fascist prokljatyj!-
As fire, the big fellow has burnt.

- Komsomol you frighten? You Say lies, the vermin!
You the enemy! You human drink a life!-
The voice is torn, the call is furious also:
- A knife in a pocket? To me to spit on a knife!

For murder "wall" expects.
Well and if from a wound I shall fall,
That remember: I shall survive, I learn or I find out!
Where you were - all the same I shall find!

And eyes in eyes has looked firmly.
That has mixed up: - Good... More silently, a thunder...-
And the second has mumbled: - Well them to hell!-
And figures have disappeared behind an angle.

Lunar disk, on lactiferous road
Having got out, walked obliquely
Also looked thoughtfully and strictly
From top to down on sleeping small town.

Where without words on quay gloomy
Went, hardly it is audible gravel rustling,
The guy with sportivnoju a figure
And the little girl - " a weak nature ",
"Coward" and " sparrow soul ".

[Hrjun]

So you think in what years a verse has been written. Very actually. Interestingly.

[Well vot-to you it is actual)))]

Ball of the moon under a star lamp shade
Lit up the fallen asleep small town
Went, being dared or laughing, on quay gloomy
The guy with sportivnoju a figure
And the little girl - travki a small stalk.
It is visible raspaljas from conversation,
The guy by the way has told,
As once at home for the sake of dispute
In one mug has smoked a glass.
napasalsja with devil shipenem,
As from eyes tear slid.
And she looked with voshishchenem
In red, burning eyes
And then, having sighed, has told or said loudly:
- I with kosjachiny would die.
You know, at me from travki lomka,
I could not blow so much!
The guy has smiled indulgently,
Has drawn the little girl slowly,
Also has told or said: - As nevertheless ohrenitelno,
That we with you have a hemp!
The chin a finger to her has raised
The steam locomotive has blown. The bridge shook or was pumped,
The wind sang And for it or her today
The world became entirely from music and stars!
So in night on quay gloomy
Went together through sleeping small town
The fellow with obkurennoju a silly woman
Pressing to heart of boxes.
And when having passed or having taken place a stria of light,
Into a shadow of acacias dozing have entered,
Any two stremnyh a silhouette
Have grown suddenly as from under the grounds
One has rhonchially muttered:-
Stop, otsosy!
The way is closed - by circle one cops!
To blow is? We have cigarettes..
Is!? We shall go to those scrubs
The guy pochemu-that suddenly became gloomy
But have gone or send Though there were no forces,
And shivering sportivnoju a figure
Bystrenko the jamb has nailed.
Here, happy or enough, probably, success,
Other clever man has hemmed: - Hey, the girl!
That it was inflated!? - also takes with laughter
Has pulled to the little girl on eyes.
Further there was all as explosion pomegranates:
To the girl kryshnjak has suddenly broken
Has cried: to Her! Give shtakety!
In general here the girlfriend has incured
New kosjachok has gone on a circle
Lo and behold, - already the fellow hardly alive,
And the little girl smiling to the friend,
Wig has accepted next.
All party through force breathes.
The fellow absolutely has already become soft,
And the little girl with the departed roof
New to nail a jamb
And "tails" not having sustained a pressure
Air of pharynxes sufficing a mouth
probubniv hardly it is audible: - Well you to hell!
Have hastened to disappear behind an angle.
Lunar disk, on lactiferous road
Having got out, walked obliquely
Also looked thoughtfully and strictly
From top to down on sleeping small town
Where without words on quay gloomy
Went, hardly it is audible roofs rustling,
The fellow with obkurennoju a silly woman
Knowing that they have a hemp

[Well here]

nizhe-it is a parody. Esteem, it was pleasant to me!)))))

[Hrjun]

I have told or said, that is actual. Our years besides. Only it not a parody, and so, plagiatishka-slaben:-))

[Well here]

Hrjushkin, not gundi! Be polite a pig, tell or say it "was pleasant"! And itself giggle to itself in pjatachok...))

[Hrjun]

The uncle well here, you want, that I was hypocritical porosej? Can still eye sights or eyes under cilia hide? You still tell or say, what is it you have written a pseudo-parody. Here then can I shall give a grunt on the quiet. And you Djavolenka read? It will be more abruptly!!

[Well here]

No. I have told or said, neither verses, nor parodies I do not write. Simply yesterday has taken in head asadovsky to find to me this delirium, ours konferjankami navejalo))))))), I and have looked... In jandekse, on the first line so they series cost or stand, forward a parody, a verse then. It is direct a fantasy!!!)))

[kuka-> well here]

Has here again found.
Has apprehended as personal attack. e. You THERE have made sve for certain, knowing, that one pulls blevat from such as the first, and others - from such as the second. e. Has come, napachkal and you wait that too will pull the others blevat, either on that or on another, whether shto? It is a pity, did not know earlier, the truth would respond probably hardly differently, though and THERE all.
It is disappointed, chesslovo, in second time. In the first - that is simple" also memory not full.: (((