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Шире Круга Нет! 
Шире Круга Нет!
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Driller's poem


I don't know if you've got this, but i thought it might be interesting for the hosts of the site and they could post it to there articles:

Chapter 1
Pessimistic


Winter... cold... H2S...
I don't feel my fucking ass
Frog... woosley... snow.. rain...
All my body's fuck in pain...


Who can tell me: fuck, what for
I've come over, shit, before?
Maybe money? Fucking no!
Freeze my ass in fucking snow?


Pits and derricks... diesel ... oil...
Pressure from Tengizchevroil
No more drinking ... no more girls...
Waiting for some other pearls...


Later more bad news showed up-
Everybody feel fucked up...
Zero drinking, zero girls-
That's the meaning of the pearls


Fucking rig, shit, smiles and laughs,
Fucking crew, shit, farts and coughs,
Is that real? Who can say?
Mud and sadness ... weeks to stay


Chapter 2
Optimistic


Red sunrise ... looks like dick head
I'm alone (fuck!!!) in the bed
Night shift's over... have a rest...
That's the thing I like the best...


I'm in order ... feeling good...
Fucking stomach's full of food
I'm quite happy... no headache
Life looks like a piece of cake


Fuck I'm grateful for Chevron
For its care and so on...
For its pressure, for its pearls,
For the absence of the girls


Shit, I know - I am OK
Every fucking working day,
I enjoy my days to flow
Maybe, MUDness, I don't know.


sefi, YuS © 2000-2011
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