Sergey Alexandrovich Yesenin. (№ 465171)

During the day, when the sun is shining, I come alive. I go to watch jellyfish swim. I see off the ships leaving for Constantinople and think about the Bosphorus. No hobbies. One. One. Although there are women chasing me here. How? A poet, after all. Yes, what else, famous. All this is funny and stupid.