Лежу
················на чужой
··································жене,
потолок
···················прилипает
·············································к жопе,
но мы не ропщем —
······································делаем коммунистов,
назло
···············буржуазной
··········································Европе!
Пусть хуй
························мой
··································как мачта
······················································топорщится!
Мне все равно
·································кто подо мной —
жена министра
··································или уборщица!
