Peter Ivanovich,
what?
is he,
with whom
Do not get along,
I became
more tender, than Levkoi,
to subordinates,
to colleagues.
All day
Sits in place.
You need
Or not,
Come on,
Price,
climb
how much will fit -
without the report.
All
Okidan pieces of paper,
Thinks,
Bruttered with an arc.
Hid
to hell
red tape
from energy
such.
Vomit
papers,
mihum confessed.
Melt,
Like from the sun hoar.
These
all
bureaucratism
simply
There is no mention.
World
personally
Playing with a shadow ...
Where are you,
brush
or cutter?!
Not
names
behavior,
behavior -
sample.
Chaste,
- Laugh, chic! —
Neto
of force
will be ate:
Not spitting,
He does not drink,
Does not smoke
and
He does not look at the girls.
Peter Ivanovich,
what?
Who
could think it!
Behavior
Such
us,
sorry,
Nonsense.
What's happened
with you,
sweet?
You blossomed
And they took it
With a wicked force
build
us
socialism.
These
exclamations
out of tune,
forehead
In doubt
Don't squeeze ...
What?
It -
he
He pulled himself
Before cleaning.