piggymouse) wrote, piggymouse Спасибо дорогому товарищу juan_gandhi за ссылку на мегапоэзию.
перепуталось всё в белоснежных полях под столицей
брента ль плещет в ночи или булькает eau de cologne
на китайской стене лорелея ли кычеть зегзицей
иль у озера чад одинокая бродит гармонь
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