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And know the vampire interest


My deep voice

Shared at night

Magical universe

Mistery side

Blue ocean listen

Every sound

My charmed soul

Goes undeground

Where the gross meister of fate

Coming To me and eat all my hate

The boulevard city

Muted season

Good Living choices

On Every reason


Coming cloudly gipsy night

Bloody Fight With cold lamp light

Digit sword In hands of dog

Crazy words beside your log

Monitor Will let you know

How today Will show must go

In wet tears or With blame

Or With edless fear and shame

Nothing happens internet

It is Useless teleset

You must follow all subscriptions

Reply authors, fit the discurse

All of us Will be the slaves

Of Red monster, Tsar of caves

He is Living at the bottom

Of your money traffic qvotum


Under the ocean

Where the fishes and whales

Listen To me

I'm beginning my tales

Near the border

To One biggest country

Living the rich

Coral King of the bounty

He did many laws

And He's taking the tax

Even from big

Eeling fish from the rocks

He having a Princess

And her ugly prince

They trying To color

His crown With the rhymes

Also In tower

Living the crab

That making the meaningless work

On the pub

He cutting the pipes

To be fishes all feeded

With the water of

What His allmighty believed

And our main story

About the beaver

That Not being strongly

All-time ocean liver

He wanted Make

The great beaver dump

And force all the ocean

Over the ramp

Coral the King

Is being depressed

The main kingdom ruler

With fabulous stress

The day all the water

Gone Through the pipe

He sleeped After drunk party

And turned off His light

reason – the stolen

Pipe making machine

coral had no water

And swimmed In the slim

Story move faster from front To behind

All ocean citizens don't Even fight

Migrated To nearest lakes and the seas

The Fish making happiest waterlife peace


Пожить по честному в Москве немного

Снимать квартиру, поработать на себя

В кафешках там людей так много

Что можно даже разглядеть всего себя

Не знать что продавцы украдкой

С продажной злостью щиплют мне карман

Я там интеллигент несуетливый

А здесь социопат и наркоман

Большое счастье в городе огромном

И пусть воруют, проверяют документы тут и там

Чуть чуть тепла и городской подливы

Чуть чуть любви и зацветет слонопотам

Там бережно заполнены прилавки

Всех злачных мест

Ведь ходит там турист с деньгой

Возьму котлету, попрошу добавки

С татуировкой буду и в ушах с серьгой