Борис Бурда - Случай
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Head of the national squad
Delighted hails and weights
That now it will not be up to fat
One of the oldest professions.
He said: "Once the ladies Entem
Their appearance is inexpensive,
We will hang them ... at the stand
"Such will disgrace our city!"

The warriors of the ladies knew this
(In the service, of course - the world is cramped!),
Of the hundreds, they hardly selected
For the stand, the required ten,
Of course, they hung a photo
With surnames, .. with addresses!
Then the phone numbers
They recorded themselves!

And to the stand every evening
The men sought in a stream
Called about meetings,
Caled on prices and deadlines,
And someone recorded the address
And the most shabby
In black wing that photo
Dressed and not colored!

And not even six months have passed,
As some ladies understand
By rapid income growth
Huge benefit of advertising!
For a place in the treasured ten,
Closing the growth of clientele,
They gave bribes to the warriors
Money, things ...

But with the world criminal contacts
In vain. Their term is fleeting.
And shameful facts surfaced
Sales of profitable places!
Put the warriors to the wall,
There was a fair and quick court -
Their photos were decorated with stands
"Such will disgrace our city!"