Comrade Ivanov -
the man is strong,
the states have grown
stronger repki.
Is sitting
without fail
at a chair in a frame,
adhering to
in the service
following rules.
Comes to the phone -
dignity fold.
- Who is asking?

- Comrade
the one
!!

And immediately
mouth
in a sweet smile -
as if
him
not the mouth, but the cake.
When
superiors
tells an anecdote,
such,
from which
the oak would also turn red;
Ivanov laughs,
laughs like no one,
although
from flux
noeth tooth.
You will ask opinion -
will come in confusion,
delicately
will postpone
until the day
to the next,
but to the next
find out
Mnenice -
respected
comrade of the head.
The bosses
one
brushed like pollen ...
What kind of
him,
Ivanov,
a business?
It serves
same
to another person,
his liver,
smile,
body.
Get on
to myself
the commander's mask,
primal habits,
commanding appearance.
The authorities are affectionate -
and he
affectionate.
The bosses are rude -
and he is rude.
Seeing the disgrace,
Do not protest in vain.
Protest
freezes
in the teeth tight.
"Let them, they say,
the first
others protest.
That I, in fact,
better than others? -
That one -
dismissed.
This -
reduced.
No change
one
Ivanov's stigma.
Everywhere
and everywhere
he will crawl through,
podmylenny
slippery
sycophantic soap.
However,
written
for no one is new -
is not it so
you
such Ivanov?
Screaming
good
(and not just) mate,
staring
on similar stories:
- Where I am?
In the bays
Red Commissariats
or

in the pre-October consistory?
1927


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 I just them and decided to share them with you.