Poetry
Who sits behind a terminal,
Disgusting yawn?
This user insatiable
Trying to reach us,
Holodnenkoe drink beer
Zayed tasty dried fish.
Well, here sysop unshaven,
"Astra" slow smoking,
Duma thinks about the "Rothmans",
And for dinner ostyvshem.
This one is so beautiful,
On a visit to nick comes
Smiling sweetly,
And sitting in the big chair,
Said something to him?
Then came to his girlfriend,
All looked like a fairy tale
Ile to the best of GIFs.
And to the unshaven sysop,
Declares friend
Geymovy terrible lover.
He brings with him a game,
About flying dragons.
And sitting, flying in the sky
With fire-breathing dragon,
Right before the death of fighting.
And what happened to user?
He was with his companion,
Reclines on a couch classroom,
Ustelennym pure silk.
A sysop something, the whole miserable
Slowly trudges home.
Cursing life such
It penetrates into the kitchen,
There takes a crust of bread.
Washed down with sour kvass
Eats all without remainder,
And goes to bed at once,
Dark dream torturing,
That someday all of this,
Turn into a horrible dream.
