Ghost

"The poet’s wife does not love his poems.
The poet’s wife loves soap series.
Such that both tears and about love.
Well, of course, with a touching ending.
The poet’s wife feeds the poet Borshch.
In husbands, he warms thin hands.
Or furtively squints by the shoulder:
Who is he talking to there, on Facebook? " (Yu.Goncharenko)
"- Maksimych, I don’t even want to leave. You and I were so cool today! And what: the elevator was repaired almost immediately, and people did not drag their chiffoners and sofas up the stairs, the newcomers were able to enter new apartments. Maksimych, we count, brought them happiness to the house.
The electrician on duty woke up.
- You, Genka, write about it. About us, workers. We bring good people to people. Light. Where we are - there is light. We have this work - to give good. " (S. cardo. Bearing light)
"He really knew nothing but rumors about guests from space. The explosion was heard in the unit, but the command did not give any explanations. The order read: "cord off! Do not let anyone out! Do not let anyone in! "
Volkov cringed from the cold. Coughing again. The head was spinning, black flies danced in his eyes. " (S. Bulgakov. Rotten gifts)