The candidate from the party

How many of them?
They do not have numbers.
Pyla blouses,
pyalya jacket,
brought into the office
and bear
the duty of this
through learned speeches.
All
in party reasons,
Nostrils pulled up -
roof above ...
There are papers -
read them,
no paperwork -
he will write.
All
at such
OK,
not a language,
but a butter ...
Serves
and plays hide and seek
with the party,
With myself.
With a class connection?
What a class there!
He is a class -
one hindrance,
Became
hundred thousandth ballast.
Neither pass with him,
nor to pass.
Came out
from the fighters
over the years
in lacquered douches ...
The day will pass -
familiar lady
tail
winds up the turntable.
To be released
from their brethren,
it will be more convenient
and them
and the party.
1929

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