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Jan 22
The Train of Lies won’t climb the hill;
Its engine's strained, its wheels stand still.
The caboose, with dreams of joy foretold,
Proclaimed the weight was oversold.

"Let off some steam, unload the freight;
This burden makes the climb too great!"
The press insists, "It’s just a glitch,"
Yet churns out garbage, pitch by pitch.


In Russian:

Прицепной вагон в Поезде Лжи

Паровозик Лжи не тащит
В гору: прицепной вагон,
Что последний, море счастья
Обещал, изгнавши вон  

Перегретый пар, ведь весу
Много в поезде давно.
"Неполадки м'алы" — пресса
Гонит вновь одно говно.
Igor Vykhovanets
Written by
Igor Vykhovanets  58/M/Moldova
(58/M/Moldova)   
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