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You have something to say?
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l'd like to recite
a wonderful fable by Mayakovsky.
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Never mind!
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This can't be Death.
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Why would she hang about here?
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Aren't you ashamed
to believe in a fable?
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Someone has a party...
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creates a carnival...
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invents this killing...
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as he blinks his eyes.
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She is charming,
but like the cannons.
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The gas mask
is but a simple toy.
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See?
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ln her careful course...
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she measures the heavens.
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Has Death slipped
on the floor of the sky?
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Don't say a wound's
blood is awful.
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Simply, to honor heros...
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we gave them carnations.
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True, the mind won't
and can't understand it.
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lf cannons' necks
aren't for kissing...
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why do the trenches' arms
embrace them?
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No one has been killed.
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Too weary, all have lain down,
from the Seine to the Rhine...
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as gangrene flowers
among the slain.
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Who says ''slain''?
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No! No.
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All are going to rise again...
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and come smiling home
and tell their wives...
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''What a joke it was!
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''What a phenomenon!''
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They'll say,
''There were no shells nor mines.
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''There wasn't even a fort.
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''lt was all a great fable
for your birthday!''
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1...2...3!