poets

poesztvagen gelentrichka

literature teachers at school force 14-year-old children to analyze and understand the poems of adult drunks who committed suicide.

digital poems

Quiet outside, clean in the apartment, thanks to reactor number 4

we had 2 pots of brosh, not red, but with cabbage, 75 sausages, half a canister of tea, an excellent thirst quencher, and an endless supply of salad, completely stuffed with apples and pineapples of all varieties and colors. he infuriated me terribly, but I knew that sooner or later we would switch to this rubbish.

-Are you ready, children? -yes, Kazakhstan! -I can not hear! -dal solay, Kazakhstan! -kim, kim muhittyn tubinde turada?! -spongebob sharsha shalbar!

and it’s not easy to find me, and it’s easy to lose me, you can’t forget, where, where, where, ko ko ko

-You can build 1000 bridges and give a blow job just once, but you will be remembered as a cocksucker, not as a bridge builder. -Did you also build bridges?