Book: Pen test

For me better ears than mouth,
and back I prefer the stomach
but when it comes to hair
just to tears,
I'm sorry that their time will pass.

The main sign of love is indifference
everything else, except for its subject,
including to ourselves
if you still have anything to talk about.

A lonely old man in Barnaul
spent his life in a chair.
He had learned from an early age:
- I postal white light!
Died of boredom in Barnaul.

On the couch, on a wide bed
a very place for guests to embrace
only I have no tender friend,
to her to relax at leisure.
No couches, no sofa, no sofa,
because like you it is strange,
no home I have no apartment -
only God and the inspired lyre.

My nature is too multi-faceted,
deals master a lot of it.
It would be right this kind
to live in roomier selected skin.

A teenager named Phil
dreamed of handmade crocodile;
and the crocodile
for the Fillet was sad
nice opicana Fillet.

One person from the capital
tired of familiar faces.
But in the province entirely
the same identity faces;
it's one thing to hang.

Winter. A chill fell upon the sea ice.
Cold-blooded fish are cold somewhere at the bottom,
but do not envy people in fur coats and hats.

Life goes like the sun behind a high mountain.
And how her shadow is boring her!

Winter is the best time to make sense of the world.
Bare twigs and branches of trees are anatomy.
And, looking at your own face
in the mirror, conscious of the triumph of the ether.

Happiness tend to come to humans,
smile at him eyes
easy to walk in space,
disappear to who knows where
and then always return.

If a person eyes glow in the dark
it's probably just the cat
or completely in love.

Not a believer in God and destiny
God leaves all the possibilities
believe in independence.
And blowing everyone in his tune,
and think about personal care
and builds a hut on the edge.

Who the ***is actually innocent, a true hero!