Dear program! On this Saturday,
nearly crying,
At Kanatchikova dacha
we all rushed for TV set.
And instead of having breakfast,
washing, dozing and some dreaming,
All the madhouse came together
at the hospital’s TV.

Someone spoke being excited,
he was sort of a chatterbox,
about impotence of science
before the mystery of Bermudas.

He was very much determined,
he was very much concerned,
so the doctors of the dacha
give us all the second shot.

Dear editor! May you talk
about a reactor,
or our favorite moon tractor?
We are ruined, what for more.
We are frightened of the UFOs
flying all above our heads,
or the healers from Philippines
torturing people with their hands

We became the experts also
and break plates throughout the year
We know them inside out,
if a cook does not tell lies.

Pile of drugs are in the basin,
if you are not a fool, of course,
What a life! But now Bermudas!
One can’t do to us at once!

We did not make any row,
we were short of a real leader.
Just a few are really crazy,
so there’s no leaders at all.
But for all intrigues and nonsense,
we have a net and other catchers,
And no enemy can ruin
anything for us at all.

These are their skinny devils
make the troubles all around.
This is what Sir Churchill
thought many, many years ago.

We have written a TASS note
about the Berbudas nightmares,
But the hospital’s attendants
came up quickly to fix us.

Those who were so much excited
have been tied to their beds.
One of our paranoiacs
was much trembling like in orgy:
"Undo towels, cruel monsters,
you non Christians and fanatics.
We have Bermudas on souls
and Bermudas on our minds!"

Tired from science a poor pupil
told the nonsense all day long,
He said triangle Bermudas
is a teacher from his school.

Even those who have been crazy,
getting more and more upset,
After that head doc Margulis
prohibited to watch TV

Here is he like a cruel serpent,
hides a plug behind his back.
Waves his hand to an assistant,
it’s a sign to pull wires out .
All the floor is in hysterics.
We need a dose to be forgotten
And fall down in the bottom
of Bermudas for the life

But tomorrow our children
will be going to ask:
"Daddies, what were all those doctors
saying? Can we trust those PhDs?"

We will give a clear answer,
we’ll reveal the truth to them:
"Wonder thing is nearly to you,
but don’t touch it! Never, please!"

Here is Rudik, a home dentist,
he has got a radio "Grundig",
He is going to pick up
German radio at a pond.
He was sort of merchant there
and became a little crazy,
He’s come to us in weird excitement
with a number on his leg.

Rudik knocked us really down,
he has something to tell us,
That our scientific liner
disappeared from radars,

In the triangle Bermudas
it’s torn down into some parts,
Fishermen picked up two brothers
from that liner there at once.

Those survived in cataclysm,
exist now in pessimism,
found yesterday in prism,
treated them from diabolism.
Having run away from nannies,
a mechanic from that prism
Said Bermuda polyhedron
is an open hub of Earth.

"What has happened, how’d you survive?" -
everybody bothered him.
He could only tremble worried
asking somebody for stubs.

He was crying, he was laughing,
he was aggressive sometimes.
He was kidding, simply crazy,
simply mad, what to expect!

A former rebel alcoholic
burst out shouting and crying:
"We should drink this trigon out.
And to share it with three!"
He kept saying: "We will drink it,
fucked trigon will dry out,
May it be parallelepiped,
or a circle, let it off".

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This may be a mad idea,
don’t tell it like it is!
Our head doc should be punished,
thus you’ll help us do it, please.

Yours sincerely. Date, signature.
...Answer us asap, and if...
If you don’t call us quickly,
we will write to "Sportloto"