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Sonnet #1 Beer bottles neck is nothing like a jar. Grass is far more green than it`s glass green. If shop is near why then the bottle is so far... If corks be caps gray caps on the top I see. I have seen vodka, charly, red and white, But no such bottles see you in my dreams. And in some fizzes is there more delight That in the foams that of some kinds of beer. I like to hear corks clap yet well I know That Sepultura hath a far more pleasing sound. I grant I never saw a perfect fall, My beer when it`s poured does not fall on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare, As any guy likes to drink again... *** Read and learn this wisest rhyme: “Never fart around your time” *** Never piss towards the wind Because of danger this act causes. In summer you for sure will be pissed In winter willie will be frozen. *** Interaction is a good thing. And it`s absence is much better. When you want to find fault with. What for? It doesn`t really matter... *** People! People! Buy tabloids! They are cheaper than broadsheets And the context isn`t boring, And you can clean your ass with it. *** Unbiased press is useful press. When you clean with it your ass. *** Be very calm be very silent When you put your trunk on something. *** While listening to her about Athens and Ancient Rome We all lead our thoughts to other place: “How wonderful to have dinner just at home, Or better take a club and smash her ugly face...” *** If you really want your willie To function better day and night, Drink more beer! It isn’t silly... The method’s tested and refined. *** When Supersuomi’s chatting came to the ear of mine I realised: “I have the answer to the ancient quetion!” He has a unique diarrhoea type, When stinky shit of words flows throgh the other passage. *** www.spirtus.narod.ru Beervis&Spirthead Production © All Rights Reserved. Contact us: hamonvs@tut.by |