Boris Red. (№ 153756)

Was just a lot, music was great,
and kinkasan tickets were almost always.
The red tram is a bully with a tight ass
went nowhere.
Music was not enough
and passengers for the tram depot.
So we went in the fall of cinema
and walked down
a long Avenue of life. It is about the summer
the movie was about happiness, not about trouble.
In the last row of beer and a cigarette.
I will never sit in the front row.