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Arrest And Search Of Rosa Luxembourg - Рыбаченко Олег Павлович - Страница 2


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  One hundred centuries until you die!

  Rose, so, not paying attention to the prison corridors, bars, locks, barbed wire, walked like a queen. She imagined how films were made about her, and how films were made about the Bolshevik martyr. And how popular and cool she became from this - can not be described in words, just a fairy tale.

  Well, how in this situation not to take and not to sing. Here you go to prison - as if on a holiday.

  And Rosa, not embarrassed, sang aloud, as if she were a real queen who was elevated to the throne;

  I am a brave Komsomol member in captivity,

  There she turned out to be very fierce in the battle ...

  Oh Motherland, know that I will return the debt to you,

  I will fill the house with comfort and coziness!

  I knew a little - nothing,

  And they took me barefoot for interrogation,

  Fascism is complete bullshit.

  The Fritz beat me severely with a whip!

  Stripped, half-naked on a snowdrift,

  And so they drove through the villages in pisugas ...

  Yes, to get your Fuhrer coffin,

  And we will see communism in the distance!

  We better not expect mercy

  And I won"t say a word to the Nazis!

  In vain did I think in wild anger,

  What a Komsomol member is a timid sheep!

  Enemies put me up on the rack,

  Under the heels of the fires ignited ...

  And I hear the battle - you are a pori wire,

  I am the path of sorrows of red-hot coals miles!

  There is no recognition and the current is not terrible,

  I will endure any challenge...

  Let it be a shock to the Nazis

  And for me, any dust of suffering!

  I'll go through it all, I'll take it, believe me

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  Since my homeland is Russia...

  And the beast of fascism will be buried,

  Christ will come and the Red Mission!

  Yes, I know, I know, a loop is waiting for me,

  Perhaps there will be worse executions!

  We'll have to start the country from scratch,

  Because there have been a lot of outrages!

  And then came the great communism,

  On Mars, we, playing, ran ...

  Let humanism triumph in the world,

  For fighting so hard!

  You will be the universe, know mine

  Such endless radiant stars ...

  An eagle who was once a sparrow,

  Any of us with the recognition of the artist!

  Rosa did not even notice in her pride how she was brought into the room for a search. And three female guards began to undress her with their deft, habitual movements of professionals. And the proud celestial Rosa Luxembourg turned out to be completely naked in front of three guards, who looked a lot like gorillas.

  Only a painful pinch with a large paw on her bare chest with the words: "Oh, what boobs ", dispelled Rosa's major mood, and she bashfully covered herself and exclaimed:

  - What are you doing!?

  Rose, especially in the nude, looked very young, her waist was thin, and her figure was impeccable.

  So the matron smiled and replied:

  - Nothing special girl! Aunt will now feel you for the forbidden - stabbing, cutting, chemistry! Well, secret notes!

  Rose, unsuccessfully trying to cover her nakedness with her hands, answered:

  - I have nothing, and it's humiliating and disgusting!

  The matron with officer's epaulettes laughed and answered resolutely:

  - Don't move! Otherwise it will hurt!

  And large hands in thin rubber gloves began to unceremoniously rummage around Rose's fine, beautiful, seductive body. Two other guards, also masculine and tall, firmly held the young, figured woman by the hands, not allowing her to cover her shameful places with her own.