You are wearing the magic goggles
Which are the sign of aristocracy.
They help to detect the fool who wobbles
On the course to pure democracy.
The goggles are not for swimming or diving
They are for scorching the Notorious Bear,
For condensing the new Euro bee hiving,
And concentrating the warlike glare.
One can only see the light which is correct,
Rape, murder, blasphemy, famine, fight,
Burning girls one cannot see, may neglect.
Oh, your goggles are really bright!
They are your intricate Euro wonder.
Don’t break them by an awful chance!
It would tear Europe to pieces, asunder,
And blunt your collective glaring glance!
Let s go gaga
© Copyright: Дмитрий Красюков, 2016
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