"Я читаю стихи проституткам И с бандитами жарю...

"I read poetry to prostitutes
And with gangsters I fry alcohol. "S. Yesenin ...

I walk and look, collecting posters,
With your gaze, trying to understand.
If something that skirting is lower,
To still want to play?
 
Monologues "Vagina", a reflection of Shakespeare.
According to Chekhov, like a shotgun,
Three prostitutes, keepers of the world,
In negligee with "clashes", they shout "He" mine.
 
Well, let the sailor eat a dog for beer,
He tells everything about himself ...!
Why on stage, peeing in sartirs.
Now is this status in the cultural struggle?
 
But I saw taverns and parties,
Where are still able to (s) read.
To write, rhyme in phrases with a trick ...
Like, we still know how to dream ...