It’s good when there is a continuation of last year’s story! New verse from our reader!
Forgetting about your past fiasco
And last year’s dashing failure
About a cop, magical, like in a fairy tale
I want to tell you how it was then
And again in verse I will say
A rebellious soul demands a freebie
The prize to grab in prose, I know it will be difficult
Well, well, let’s go slowly..
In the month of July, count at the very beginning,
With comrade Lekha «Deus» together
We «dig» let’s go to the bar in the morning
In great hope that we will find ours
Our comrade «Lyolik»
was also invited To that magical, wonderful, glorious cop
But he jumped back like a rabbit
The crucian carp rushed to fish, the idiot..
Well.. The road through the forest and field..
We hurry to a very old village
With a clear task – we will reveal everything,
But we’ll fill the trunk with swag!!
There are up to … villages, in general, there are quite a few of them
We decided to start with the closest one
After all, the sun has already risen for an hour
And it’s not profitable for us to waste time
And here is the village.. And there are grasses up to the waist
There is arable land along the edge, well its volume
Fortune laughed at us
Flashing a simple walking ruble
We won’t give up by simply breaking off
This is not the first time we «grandfather» threw
Waving slightly in vain
Our team rushed forward
Second village, and the same rake
Grass, shmurdyak, moon landscape
But we weren’t embarrassed at all
To the third point «saw» we
And then we had to break off
In the lowland there was an aul
It began to fill with melt water
In short, he just quietly drowned..
And time, as always, is inexorable
And by the evening things are already underway
Another village, and also «past»
Lyolik was right, we don’t » rushing»..
Last mark on the screen
Let’s go to the village and go home
Others raised the habar, not us
Sometimes the result is like this
We arrived… The village is very small
Only four houses along the forest
But the landscape near the ground is very rare
In the sense that it is not «bito» here bye
And here is a color signal, stable, copper..
My «Prokhor» sang like the singer Kobzon
I dug, and there was a coin round
Rubbed lightly.. Yes, this is a mason!!!
And away we go.. 1/2… Two again..
Deus has a billon..behind him is another..
The signals are all colored under the «coil»
It’s a pity that the village is so small.
It took about an hour and a half to comb through everything
And the sun, as if knowing, the ball is over..
Quietly plunging over the horizon
The last rays were given to us
It’s time to go home, it’s starting to get dark
I’d like to jump to the highway, it’s still light
But then I notice out of the corner of my eye
A nondescript mound on the edge, near the fishing line
I could see a chicken coop, or a shed
I decided to call the land «»
And from the edge, with a hoarse sound, a signal sounded
Chernina only knows how to make noise
I wanted to pass by without digging
But it was as if someone pulled the right egg
And so I stick my shovel in
I wish I could see my face at that moment..
Three large coins rolled
Straight from the lump that I pulled out of the ground
No wonder Deus and I prayed to our gods
Give them credit – they did not disappoint
I call the comrade, a personal cry
He knows that primal roar
If so the oru-swag popped the real one
And we must hurry to this cry
He ran up, and I fumbled with my hand
In the hole that gave me the coins
I clear the bottom and walls from the soil
And there’s a coin.. Clap, another one..
I feel the coins stick out from the bottom in clumps
Like a hedgehog with needles from its back
It’s been a long time since grandpa spoiled me with «wallets»
Although we dig very often
I picked with trembling hands
Coins are like carrots from the ground
I put them aside in stacks
They keep climbing… They never end..
And all the coins are «silver», » Masons»
Egg pod «If the first» apparently raised
I’m not sparing camouflage «long johns»
I got down on my knees and kept digging and digging..
Oh, Lyolik, how you screwed up
Trading a cop for catching crucian carp
Now sit and jerk, swearing
From a lush hairpiece
Here I pulled out a huge coin
«Trojak»…thought and continued digging
But Deus took a closer look at » washer» this
«Yes, this is a tweet, motherfucker!!!»
«Massonian chirp» got it for the first time
He will add to my collection
With «Siberian chirp» I kind of lost it
I told about my misfortune..
Who’s following the story contest
He knows about that sad incident
And who doesn’t know this cop is a bad one
I’ll post the link for that, here it is?
A Cop’s Fable in Verse!
The result of this exciting investigation
There were almost forty coppers
Be persistent, do not spare sweat
Everyone in the land will get such a catch?
With this I want to finish my ode
That cop was the best in my practice
I wish everyone «koparskaya» weather
And so that winter passes quickly
I wish myself good luck
I’m sorry, I just want to win
On «Noktu» I’m aiming, no other way
They believed it??? Of course, I’m joking!))))
Sent by comrade Konstantin P.
