Often
now
you can hear the streets
talkers
in this genus:
"Comrades, it's easier,
comrades, it's quiet.
it
you
not the 18th year! "
In the hole
climbed up
citizen Krotih,
in the hole
climbed
citizen Mole.
Rejoice:
"We live wow,
quiet.
it
you
not the 18th year! "
Lady
in a rag-tag hat for one hundred
throws
someone,
plowing the cat:
"Do not push!
But-but!
Without rudeness!
it
you
not the 18th year! "
Small
trifle
work mowed.
In the dullness
small
mouth dropped ...
"Where, they say,
put
brave forces?
it
us
not the 18th year! "
These
flows
slobbering venom
often
now
the streets are pouring ...
Know, citizens!
And in the 29th
lasts
and grows
October Revolution.
We are living
order
October will,
Fire
Aurora
we have in the eye.
And we
people
we will not allow
barricade days
black and shame.
Of the year
not to measure out
by a single measure.
Today
are equivalent
courage and intelligence.
Fight
and in small things
with barricade energy,
in construction
vale
Perekop enthusiasm.
1929
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I just them and decided to share them with you.
