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zzz: These are the wrong worms you are crawling.
The real worm must be such that he sits on a leash without any hook, rushes rapidly to the naively floating carousel, suffocates, rises, passes the prey on to the master and, after a comradeship, crumbling the worm's jaw, goes back to underwater hunting!
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And the fishermen,
Are these judges?
Once you pulled it out,
The tail, in half hand!
And the judges,
There were worms before.
A worm once was,
Eat the river!
The Worms were swirling,
Fishermen have lied.
We listened to them,
They climbed on the hooks!
by Andrei Usakov.