Look, the weather outside is absolutely fine,
And outside the window is a golden ray of sunshine.
And I have to sit for another four years patient -
My soul aches, how I want to go home gulp.
But yesterday I ended up in the weaklings ,
All because you didn't send a parcel aircling.
I'm not asking for a parcel that mainly fatter -
Send me at least some black rey crackers!
Go to my closest neighbour, name Yegorka,
He owes me five rubles when I was a freeman
Buy me some shag with three rubles shortly,
With the rest - black rey crackers for send.
But don't sit with Yegorka until midnight,
Or else Yegorka will want to hug you tight.
And if he’ll hugs you, don't forget me deeply
And send black rye crackers quickly.
I'm finish here, kissing strong your forehead,
Don't forget that I'm stuck like Bobik poor dog
A hello from this distant camps
from all my comrades and friends.
Kissing you tightly, tightly - your Andreys
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Author:
Ksey_Gan (
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- Published: March 19th, 2025 14:08
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 8
Comments1
This poem carries the feel of Russian writing, I've read Tolstoy, Turgenev, Dostoevsky and it carries the feel of desperation, acceptance and depression. Lovely
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