Thirteenth – good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

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So – the distant year before last
The thirteenth, and February was the month
They rushed to take a break from the city’s hardships
It got a little warmer, and the snow melted, it lay there for a month.

The other day two comrades were caught in a digger’s field
He knew them – not from being a cop, but from work
And of course, we decided to spend our time not in vain
Moreover, due to the warmth, the desire to dig has gained momentum.

We decided, since we have strange comrades with us
Let’s go somewhere new
And if there are finds, we will be glad
And if it’s not there, we’ll explore the places with a renewed team.

They rushed like that for twenty kilometers
Planted Sovdepovsky forest
And if it’s so normal to figure it out
It takes us an hour to run around it.

The thirteenth is good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

But something didn’t go as usual this time
The guys immediately got hooked on the ZIL frame
And taking the shovels in hand, let’s get to work
It’s winter, and soon everything will be covered with darkness.

I moved along the path towards the village
They’re cutting down wood here and I think I’ll find at least a couple of coins
People are staggering, there are dry lakes all around
I didn’t think I’d find any trace of ancient times.

Thirteenth is good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

Sovdep, sovdep, and I got a silver canister
Comrade approaches – empty, only TeTeh’s shot
They grabbed some tea and lit a cigarette
And they ran away, I flew further along that path.

Signal……. between two pieces of blackberry
There are a lot of plugs in my pocket and a TT shot
A couple of nuts in something appear in a frozen piece of earth
An iron nail, it immediately flew into the bag with the shmurd.

I’m calling my comrade, Pasha, come
I took a piece of the carburetor
Look, there are nuts, but something strange
There is still a shiny piece sticking out of it in the dirt.

Comrade came, picked it up, and reached for the pack
So slowly I took out a couple of cigarettes from her
And says — you realized that you found something
I say bronze, see the color.

The thirteenth is good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

He pulled the stick away from the branch
The cigar blew smoke to the sound of drinking
And he says to me – Rome, definitely not ours
Well, in general, I’ve definitely become blunt.

Seriously, there is complete silence in my head
And not a single serious thought at that moment
It was probably time that the wall opened up
Well, the finds come when we are running while resting — without thoughts.

The thirteenth is good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

This is how the release turned out in February
Thirteenth, you say, I don’t know
To whom, and on these dates I am
I was always lucky, everything was decided by playing.

The thirteenth is good, and not very good. (In verse, competition story)

 

Sent by comrade Nikolay N.

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