Half a hundred of the hungry men
Talk some nonsense at this cosy get-together.
Each of them has own spear-pen.
Who is guilty? Only gloomy rainy weather...
Our will's compressed in a fist.
We scan where are the troops and their bases...
We are loafers and drones. But at least,
It is good, that we aren't ugly fool street-racers.
Get-together
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