Description of the picture
The ducks were flying East,
And shat on top of people,
And a sprout sprouted from the ground
With a Slavic name-Korney.
He became every hour
Just a little stronger.
And he drank only kvass
From Borodino crackers.
It was strengthened as a regime
And the sun ate like a crocodile, and the blue-nosed friend Vadim
I wandered the streets alone.
And the sprout was already a flower,
With a face like a salad
And passed a current through the body,
Like Inquisition soldiers.
But the whirl of empty planets
Sharpened the life inside the flower.
It's all dried up like that portrait,
He died like a sausage.
Such a cosmic lesson
For all space animals
Birds were flying East
And they shat on top of people.