чир-ка́ши/brown scratches

Our Denis meditative feces
      Was an undoubted supplier
 He trampled on the human neatness
          And common sense
 Mad scream such as that excrement
  The shine of porcelain monument
    With his eternal profanation
      Enduring odorous embrace
Spent days and nights in desperation
    For that nefarious occupation
    Received hygienic damnation
  To All the flames of lower world
     Denis convicted by the law
But nonsense are the brown derision
    And now the vessel overflowed
 Appreciate your neighbour serving
    Perfection is beyond equator
 I'm leaving now my mortal dwelling
Without a chance of feeling blessed
    I lived with talented creator
   Albeit with touch of decadence
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