The voices of justice
Many things are the measure of justice
And the ground between "Human" and "World",
Notwithstanding my national status.
And my English is poor at all.
Yes, my heart is for Russia forever,
But appeals for humanity's needs.
And that's why, like a signal, this arrows
Fly from rivers, and forests, and fields.
Who's a leader on some it-project?
Maybe, that one, who eats and enjoys
Signing songs for delicious audience?
Or that one with a play on the nerves?
Who's a leader on some it-project?
Maybe, that one, with dreams not to pay
For your health, for your time, for your organs,
Which are dishes of labor ebay?
Who's a leader on some it-project?
Maybe, that one, with truth "hide-and-seek"?
Quelques choses ne sont pas pour your logic.
Not in Russia, abroad... he will drink...
As a matter of fact, this illusion,
Which I've tried to depict in the web,
Is the last ineffective confusion
For the stolen hourses and bread.
If you hear the voices of people
From a simple and lonely string,
Help the factory, please, to be civil.
Ring the bell! Through the world! Only ring!
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The wonderland was situated on the Moon...
There was a Big Frog that was making a big Deal for the Bird.
The question was devoted to the inevitable dinner, if there were some violations from other animals, fishes, snakes...
Very tasty! However... the problem is that the Biggest Frog, itself, had some priveleges not to be controled. That was some sort of bomb, which had been maked by the Frog, while the Bird had been sleeping.
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