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veraraa 9 jun 2024 om 8:54 
Forty years, like under a spell,
I drove the truck where the foul smells dwell.
Oh-oh-oh... (You really said it)
Not a driver, nor a taxi's pride,
But a stinky cleaner, sewage tide.
Oh-oh-oh... (Ew)

For three hundred notes, just a modest fee,
On a ZIL, I carried the filth, you see.
Oh-oh-oh...
And let me tell you, for you should know:
"Oh, how much you all do go!"
Oh-oh-oh...

Govnovoz, govnovoz, govnovoz,
Can't clean the filth from the wheels because,
Even with perfume's fragrant spritz,
The stench persists, it never quits.
Govnochist, govnochist, govnochist,
Must be tough, strong, and brisk.
Govnochist, the charmer of waste!
Needed by people in every place.

I don't know how it is in the West,
Maybe there's less smell, I guess.
Oh-oh-oh...
Our folks mess in phone booths,
And unleash such a foul truth.
Oh-oh-oh...

Seems we eat a little lighter now,
So we should have less waste, somehow.
Oh-oh-oh...
But where does it all come from?
Twice as much, from everyone.
Oh-oh-oh...

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УКРОВЕРМАХТ 27 mei 2024 om 11:07 
俺は犬語で話さない
der_Abel [Ha®zb®uT] 25 mei 2024 om 14:23 
wie doof muss man sein
Tinte 25 mei 2024 om 12:15 
ダンプカーから落ちました
彼女は頭でブレーキをかけた。
頭を探している間に、
二足は家に帰りました。

2 つの健康的な秩序
そしてもう一人の患者さん
彼らは私にズボンを持ってきてくれました、
ソーセージでおもてなし

そして彼らはグラスを2杯注いだ -
健康と「罰」のために。
ポケットに注ぎ込んだ
そして彼女は松の木の匂いを嗅ぎました。

ラードをくれなくて良かったです -
唾液で窒息してしまう
そして群衆が周りに立っていました
そして彼女は私を笑いました。
Tinte 25 mei 2024 om 12:13 
I fell off a dump truck
She braked with her head.
While I was looking for my head,
Two legs went home.

Two healthy orderlies
And another patient
They brought me trousers,
Treated with sausage

And they poured two glasses -
For health and "penalty".
I poured them into my pockets
And she smelled the pine tree.

It’s good they didn’t give me lard -
I would choke on saliva
And the crowd stood around
And she laughed at me.