Paintball from a balcony

Could you aim to and release?
To sprinkle urine upon the lease!
But will this life be also snug?
All funny moves without tugs!

I make a wave by a water pistol,
To shock your minds with mad dismissal!
For Tony, King, John, Dave, Aibek!
From this Capetown to that Quebec!

And now, the world is not so drear,
It's yellow, bright, brilliant, and clear!
Try stop these ugly loud pitches,
Step out! Swiftly! Shake the glitches!

This paintball game is nearly done,
There's a gay boy in the sun,
Let everyone be in and spun,
So, keep on dancing, if you've begun!

Write stories with a unique flair!
Repent and pray, if you so dare!
Keep in your house a brick of gold,
Let others sniff the scent you hold!

This is the test translation of one rhyme in Russian. This is a part of the opera's script "The life is good"


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