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Submitted by FDG from Soviet Union
Date: Wed Mar 27 15:31:46 2002

Fables of Holly Wood (a really long and interesting fairy-tell, that all rymes!)

The leader’s running up to win
His coat is fluttering by wind
Through deep blue ocean his way lays
To say hello from far aways.
He keeps our secrets in his hands
He’s our saver, our chance.
He’s cooking cold well-known meal.
No scare. No panic. No big deal.
You’d rather make us from the sand –
There’d be no pain from start to end.
If only just we could forget
The perfect dream in our head,
Forget about strength and fire
And greatest talant – love desire.


Part 1.
Behind-the-scenes

We say helloo from far away
You do not know us, you may say.
You don’t expect us – we won’t stay.
There are no Queens for Kings today.
So here we go, sit down, pal,
It’s time to start the fairy-tell.
The servant girl wearing iron masc
Going down the stairs. “Follow me” she asks.
On this side of screen prohibited lies
Are transformed to life on the different side.
The marmaids sing to you a-capella,
Dancing beast and the beauty Bella,
And the bridge to the cave of wonders,
Redish Hood, bad old wolf and the hunters.
Crazy rabbit, like alcoholic
(previous life he was playing Yorick)
Running fast, running up and down
To deliver the post in time.
“-I’m so hurry! From the different sides
Our Kings have choosen the brides!
Freshest news! But I’d lie if I say
That those females are suitable way.
Their Magesties’re sucking a lot
They will never get to the spot
All the brides are compared with a fleas
Hurrying up to say “Yes” before kiss.
By the way, Janna, my lady,
We were visited by the agents.
Skallie Danna and Malder Fox
Coming back after case at Fort Nox.
Robin Hood’s being seached here
Brand-new hacker, our Sherwood’s sir.
He is cool, breaking private locks
Sending shit to the central blocks.
He is lucky. The best of all.
But he’s lonely in spite of this all.
Hamlet 5th – he is not from heaven –
Being drunc during 24-7.
Once he brought the whore to the palace
Told: “We have just married in Dallas”.
It was joke. But the words have been said.
Everybody belived. Whore was glad.
I would like to talk with you longer
But responsible feeling is stronger.
Tones of letters with Extra mark
I’d deliver them all till the dark.
Janna, you are with four ladies.
Is it true that they are our neighbours?
Such a cuties! I have never seen!
They should be introdused to the Kings.
At the palace you shouldn’t talk loud
Special agents don’t have any doubt:
There’s Arabian spy on the roof
Called Bin Carlson. If you wanna proof
Everynight at 12 o’clock
He is starting his Eastern talk.
So that’s it. Fare thee well! Gotta go!
If you’re coming with me, let me know.
All Behind-the-scenes is my native land.
I know all frontdoors, all backstreets and slangs.
Recently we resived the allowance
To create the Unplugged perfomance
It means Live concert, didn’t you know?
Kings are going to sing in this show.
Golden spotlights will overshine scenes
Would you like to sing with the Kings?”
“-At Behind-the-scenes all the guests are mute
Even if the pain is acute.
That’s the law of you damned sistem
Solve your problems, you must have missed them!”
“-Didn’t know, my lady, I’m sorry.
Please forgive me, and please don’t worry.
If that is what you wanna say
To the Kings for you closed way.”
And the sky has changed to the different paint…
And the soul was crying from awful pain…
And the tears have dripped from the narrow rent…
“-I will sing for you! It is not the end!”

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