Thursday, October 4, 2007

I Will Be Inclined Over Your Knees, I

I will be inclined over your knees, I Will embrace them with violent Both tears and poems I Will burn you, bitter, lovely. Open to me the person midnight, Allow to enter into these eyes heavy, In these black eyebrows east, In these hands your half-naked. That will increase - will not be lowered. That will not come true - will be forgotten. Why you cry, the beauty? Or it to me only seems? Nikolay Zabolotsky IT and IT IT IT The table is always filled up by papers, folders, books Much works is not able rationally To organise the work Talks to colleagues Discusses office affairs Gossips, certainly! Is absent from work Has gone on affairs to other establishment Runs on shops in working hours The chief has invited to have breakfast at restaurant The heads appreciate it. Obviously, it will be Comments ! It is promoted The wedding-day is appointed Only acquisition by a family gives Everything, work is finished. Now to the man solidity. Now it will be children, diapers, illnesses will go. Rather reliable worker Holds on a desktop a photo of the family The fine family man! Work at it on the second place, and on the first - a family! The table published by the Dutch magazine "Natuur the technician".

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