написать решил я стих чую, я-махровый псих напечатать...

I decided to write a verse
I feel, I'm terry crazy
print two lines
it was somehow not hand
I began to think further
and garbage climbs into the head
what a poet
looking for a duet in Kashchenko
there are no smart thoughts
for you there is only fierce nonsense
I do not want to write snot
not to say fools
and there will be no moaning here
they say zadolbal life work
and live to hell
what take the balls pour
people enrage all around
and you don’t know who your friend is
many lies and fools
Aren't you like that here?
you laugh and forget
fuck you my way?
best not to see evil
write off as a goat
and here I will compose
I’ve written something .. your mother!)))