Full week

Bubnit
universe
in the ear to us,
anxiety is poured:
there is a war,
there will be war,
war,
war,
war!
On the Minsk field,
like flies on a saucer,
Poles,
pilots,
sat down already!
They say:

"Lost their way!"

probably do not get lost,
will not sit down
in Paris
to the airdrome Bourges.
Going
the English
to the Finns to visit,
pier
sees off,
teeming with diehards.
Going
not on the train
with a cylinder yes with a cane -
on battleships,
with mines,
with bombs.
Romania
also
not bad armored.
Ministrik
three billion
smooth
overshadowed
imagine
and his wife for attire.
If
three
billion
was fired,
then how many
was spent
they have
on shells?
Yet
are being prepared,
till -
do not climb,
till
diplomacy
smile
thin.
But it will be -
moved
thunder and iron,
tanks
to the huts
and on machines ...
The circle contracts
already and already.
Closer,
closer
in the spurs a leg.
Comrade,
get ready
fully armed
meet
the enemy:
in a gas mask -
prompt
and fast,
sword
and clean the revolver.
Already
epaulettes
and spurs donned
generals
yes barons.
A life,
from today
whether "week"
solid
"Defense Week".
1927

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