proletcult, proletarian, go to the planetarium

Come in
and you hear
smart good
in the lecture hall.
The spectators sat down
and waiting,
to show the sky.
Came
chief manager,
affaires
in heavenly
knowledgeable.
Came,
pressed
and spun
the whole
million
celestial bodies.
Daddy's daughter says:
"Ask
arrange a night.
Highly
we want to know,
star dipper,
as you
at night
runs,
as you
drives at night!»
In the sky,
leading a finger,
will show
star bear.
With a star
in the autumn
expensive.
here
the dome has gone.
Not anything,
not somehow,
and the night is like night
and the Milky Way.
And here,
and on the side,
and everywhere -
heavenly vault
in a solid star.
Like a primus,
start to flicker,
slept
loving hearts.
In the sky
asked politely:
"What are the stars
over brazil?»
Ignited
over the sky
South Cross,
unprecedented
from our places.
They shine,
how cute,
heavenly
fixtures.
Can already arrange
any maid
lunar eclipse
and even
sunny.
Life, clergy trash!
Having been
in the heavenly realms,
we know -
no god
and there is no
meaning
in faith.