Funeral of untimely dead cats
Dinh, ding, don,
ding, ding, dong,
the day of the cat's funeral.
What kind of cats -
delight!
Gostorg ordered them.
Cats are frozen,
in boxes put.
Gostorg
drove, drove,
there was a frost,
brought to the summer -
cats and no.
Rubles a thousand
brought the stink.
His name is Kurbatov,
from the hunchback's labors.
- On you
hump
dohlyatiny box!
There is no such fool,
to buy skins.
They rotted.
Go, bury it! -
Dinh, ding, don,
ding, ding, dong,
all in the funeral of the funeral.
From the morning
before darkness
cats and cats cry.
In the chervonets
also
tear in the face.
And I'm just glad
Mr. Bureaucrat.
Dinh, ding, don,
ding, ding, dong,
who is the culprit of the funeral?
1927
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