I’m putting on my leathern coat
Which puts up on the dirty wall
I put up with my sinking boat
I know, that you all forgot
And now you put by my dole
I put an end to my disease
And put my soul across the love
I put my foot at diffused pease
I want you to my suffer cease
Put me to death, my topping cove
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© Copyright: Юрий Бартенев, 2004
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