I don’t scold my wife, I’ll never leave her. Poem by Mayakovsky I don’t scold my wife But you took her good

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I don’t remember the name of Mayakovsky’s poem, but the general meaning is this:

The original goes like this:

I don’t dislike my wife
And I will never leave her.
It was with me that she became bad,
I took it well.

Where did the idea come from that V.V. Mayakovsky was in any way involved in this text?
From the neighboring quatrains, many of which are a parody of his poem “What is good and what is bad”:

Grigoriev has the following lines:

If somewhere someone is crying,
This means that somewhere they are laughing a lot.
If someone is hiding from the sun,
So someone wants to warm up. .

Compare Mayakovsky:

This one cleans his felt boots,
washes his galoshes himself.
Although he is small,
but quite good.

There is a phonetic similarity here, it is not striking, but in the following lines no explanation is needed. Read and compare,

If a boy loves a corpse,
Pokes a finger at the corpse,
They talk about this -
Necrophiliac boy!

If a boy loves work,
points his finger at the book,
they write about this here:
he is a good boy.

Here, not only the phonetic sound is played out (labor - corpse), but also direct textual parallels (they are underlined). And so on throughout the text. In the above passage about the wife, the main similarity with Mayakovsky is the play on the antithesis “bad - good”, because the text of the poem being played on is based on this. This attitude towards a certain well-known work is typical of postmodernists; they take as a basis and “vivisection” not only literary works, but also paintings and sculptures.

Perhaps O. E. Griroryev “misbehaved” with several poems by V. V. Mayakovsky - a detailed literary analysis is needed here, which, in fact, is of no use to you, since the most important thing has already been explained.

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“I don’t scold my wife.

I will never leave her.

It was with me that she became bad.

But I took it good. “

I take it out of my wide trousers.

So I spoiled the girl.)))

And I will never leave her.

She became bad with me

I took it, I'm good.

threw a brick at the monument

fought off the hero

the most important fragment

dm, this literary work in no way offends the forum members, so don’t “hide the topic.”

There's a cart on me.

A woman on the cart.

We toss and turn in the mud from side to side.

What is our grandiose scale to a woman?!

Baba's snout was covered in mud,

climbing from floor to floor,

My prophetic tongue is truthful and free

and is friendly with the will of the Soviets,

but, having encountered these bottoms,

even I hesitated, confused.

grew up on complex propaganda issues,

I can’t explain to the woman

no one decides on a general scale?!

Of course, you all remember

Approaching the wall

You walked around the room excitedly

They threw it in my face.

It's time for us to part

What tormented you

My crazy life

That it's time for you to get down to business,

You didn't love me.

You didn’t know that in the crowd of people

I was like a horse driven into soap,

Spurred by a brave rider.

That I'm in complete smoke,

In a life torn apart by a storm

That's why I'm tormented because I don't understand -

Where does the fate of events take us?

You can't see the face.

Big things can be seen from a distance.

When the sea surface boils,

The ship is in poor condition.

Behind new life, new glory

In the thick of storms and blizzards

He directed her majestically.

Didn’t fall, vomit or swear?

There are few of them, with an experienced soul,

Who remained strong in pitching.

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But maturely knowing the work,

He went down into the ship's hold,

So as not to watch people vomit.

And I leaned over the glass,

So that, without suffering for anyone,

You were sad

In the eyes of the tired:

What am I showing off to you?

Wasted himself in scandals.

What's in the smoke,

In a life torn apart by a storm

That's why I'm suffering

Where does the fate of events take us?

I'm at a different age.

And I feel and think differently.

And I say over festive wine:

Praise and glory to the helmsman!

In the shock of tender feelings.

I remembered your sad tiredness.

I'm rushing to tell you,

And what happened to me!

I'm pleased to say:

I avoided falling off the cliff.

Now in the Soviet side

I am the fiercest travel companion.

I wouldn't torture you

As it was before.

For the banner of liberty

And good work

I'm ready to go even to the English Channel.

I know: you are not the same -

With a serious, intelligent husband;

That you don’t need our toil,

Not needed one bit.

How the star guides you

Under the tabernacle of the renewed canopy.

Always remembering you

Sergey Yesenin.

“I live in Paris like a dandy,

I have up to a hundred women.

And my x. y, like the plot in a legend,

passes from mouth to mouth"

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Are these poems by Mayakovsky? How to prove or disprove authorship?

I don't scold my wife

I will never leave her

It was me who became bad,

But I took it good.

These lines are circulating on the Internet, they are often attributed to V.V. Mayakovsky. Could he write such a thing? How can you prove or disprove authorship in specific case? If not V.V. Mayakovsky, then is it possible to establish who the author is?

Yes, these poems have been circulating on the Internet a lot lately.

Mayakovsky is probably tossing and turning in his grave and gritting his teeth nervously :)

This is from the collection Hooligan Poems by Oleg Grigoriev, here is a link to the original, can be presented as evidence

No, it’s not for nothing that people attribute poems about a bad wife who was once good, namely V. V. Mayakovsky, and not to anyone else.

The lines went for a walk on the Internet, already in a slightly modified form, because in “Hooligan verses” Oleg Grigoriev this text looks like this:

There is a lot more written there, but even from the above lines it is clear why narrow-minded people attribute them to V.V. Mayakovsky, and not to A.P. Chekhov or S.A. Yesenin - two other sufferers of the Runet. Before us is an example of a poetic postmodernism, for which playing on something already created by someone is one of the important characteristics.

And this is it “postmodern play-off”, in simple terms - funny banter- is present in “Hooligan Poems” at every step, and whoever the author “beats” is visible and audible to the naked eye and ear.

Rhythmic pattern And antithesis “bad – good”- this is an association with a poem by V.V. Mayakovsky "What is good and what is bad".

Compare the rhythmic pattern and alliteration with Mayakovsky's text:

And this is the first guess that comes to mind when thinking about why someone there imagined Mayakovsky. It was she who came to mind even before getting acquainted with the texts of O. Grigoriev, which only confirmed it and supplemented it with even more material for thought, for example

Our schoolchildren are so brainwashed with questions like “what is the poem about” or “theme and idea” that they lose the ability to listen and hear music text, even if the author pokes it in the very ears.

As for logical organization text (it was good - it became bad - but I still won’t give it up), then this is already a nod to the side A. P. Barto:

Further reading of “Hooligan Poems” only strengthens the impression of the play on the poem “What is good and what is bad.” We read from O. Grigoriev:

The author created a high degree of uniqueness of the text (speaking according to BV-shnom) from the original source, replacing some parts of the text, but the main replacement: true D(pronounced like [tinder]) – true P, that is two hard voiceless plosives, and only then the result is played out, and both texts can be combined into one without loss of meaning:

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You can even take the last two lines from Mayakovsky, but then the humor will be very dark. For a postmodernist, a sense of proportion is no less important than for any other creative person.

In a word, Mayakovsky was not heard by the masses out of nowhere. And then the collapse happened. The game was not understood. The masses, with a consciousness not disfigured by full-fledged literature lessons at school, did not think it through, misunderstood it and took it at face value.

A parody that is taken seriously - this has happened many times in art: “Don Quixote” by Cervantes, “Gulliver’s Mistakes” by Swift, and even the song “You Spoke Words of Love to Me” from the film “The Diamond Arm” is on this list.

Occasionally I come across a poem published predominantly by women:
“I don’t scold my wife. I will never leave her. It’s because she became so sleepy. But I took it good...”
Attributed to Mayakovsky. And, apparently, this quatrain should instruct men on the “true path.” Well, it seems like you chose this woman, so love her, no more nor less, until the grave. Your own, of course.

At the same time, it is somehow completely forgotten that Mayakovsky did not have a wife. There were mistresses, yes. One of them, Lilya Brik, according to one version, was the cause of his death.

However. however, Vladimir Mayakovsky did not write these lines. Of course there is some similarity, but only a similarity. Compare:
“My verse with labor will break through the vastness of years and will appear weightily, roughly, visibly, Just as a water supply system entered our days, worked by the slaves of Rome!”
This is what I understand. This is Mayakovsky.

And these lines were written by someone Oleg Grigoriev. And in the original they sound:
“I don’t dislike my wife, And I will never leave her. It was me who became bad, I took her who was good.”
What is confusing, however, is not the author, but the meaning. Like the wife has gone bad, but you still have to keep her. Why is this so? For example, for an analogy:
« A plastic cup, I will never throw it away. I got it clean, I got it dirty.”
With the same success, we can offer to keep old tires, holey socks and some other garbage forever, on the grounds that we once took it whole and beautiful.

True, there is another view. Perhaps Grigoriev meant that we should keep our wife out of guilt. You ruined it good man, who needs her now? So protect her now. Feed, water, dress and put on shoes. But if we read Oleg, we will also find his attitude towards unnecessary wives:
“Dissolved my wife in acid... If only they could live on a high! Yes, the children today have gone wrong - They took it and pawned it.”
You are our dear women. Don't use Mayakovsky as an example. He was still a whore. And we love you anyway).

“I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, It’s because she became bad with me, But I took her to be good” Vladimir Mayakovsky.

What do you know about Mayakovsky? - Well, he's a futurist. He also wrote children's poems. He also owns immortalized phrases, for example, “I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, It’s because she became bad with me, But I took her for good” or “Eat pineapples, chew hazel grouse, your last day is coming, bourgeois " His rhyme is funny. Oh, and there was also either a mistress or a wife. Lilya Brik. Some one-sided knowledge about man, nah, about HUMANITY! This book reveals “everything” to the reader.

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how long ago it was, how stupid and naive I was. it was (God bless my memory) 2003!! At that time I was studying at a pedagogical college, second year, winter session (I was born on February 8), a lot of problems, everything had to be passed, zero desires, my mother at the teacher’s council, tears, swearing. but I passed this session. At that moment I was in love, since late autumn we were difficult relationships with a young man, but at that time everything was fine, love, spring began, I continued to study, I don’t particularly remember the nuances, of course, I know that I skipped a lot because of him, not only that, the girls in the group were fire. ran away with

So often I come across a quatrain on the Internet: I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, It’s because she became bad with me, But I took her to be good. And everywhere they write that the author is Mayakovsky, and, they say, men, take an example from him! I wonder who started spreading this nonsense? This is not Mayakovsky. Here's a link, and here's another link. Author Oleg Grigoriev!

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So often I come across a quatrain on the Internet: I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, It’s because she became bad with me, But I took her to be good. And everywhere they write that the author is Mayakovsky, and, they say, men, take an example from him! I wonder who started spreading this nonsense? This is not Mayakovsky. Here's a link, and here's another link. Author Oleg Grigoriev! If somewhere someone is crying, It means somewhere they are laughing a lot. If someone is hiding from the sun, It means someone wants to bask... If a boy loves.

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And the title Post. Mayakovsky said: “I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her. It was with me that she became bad. But I took it good.” But - to paraphrase. for those women. who often write posts there about that. what Husbands are Freaks, Goats, Bastards and so on and so on. But if you think about it. They married good people! For the Loved Ones! For “the Best!” But it turns out that they themselves brought them to such a life. p.s. I’LL MAKE A SPECIFICATION IMMEDIATELY – these words. just like my post “Girls -.

I received a newsletter from Olga Valyaeva. I generally rarely read it, but this article resonated with me. Here is her website http://www.valyaeva.ru/ Let's start from the end. From what is available today. What is the average girl taught? Up to 6 years of age (in kindergarten): read write count follow the routine live in a group sing dance play in plays play with children

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I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, it’s because she became bad with me, but I took her to be good. (c) Mayakovsky Thanks Dinny! It turns out it’s like this: I don’t dislike my wife, And I’ll never leave her! It was with me that she became bad, I took her good one. (c) Oleg Grigoriev

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O. Grigoriev I'm lying on someone else's wife,
The blanket stuck to my ass.
I'm churning out footage for the country
To spite bourgeois Europe, this is O. Grigoriev, which is mistakenly attributed to Mayakovsky.

Guest: Grandfather Kondraty

Vin, let’s simmer down our thoughts

I won’t give up, she hasn’t become bad

I read this, due to disagreement, but they still claim that Mayakovsky’s verse.

Damn, where can I like a comment?

I'm sick of the male trait of choosing a life partner active girl with an awl ass and turn it into a pet chicken.

Personal experience. I am a very active person, constantly up to my ears in creative projects and communication. During such an event, we met our future husband. The man was delighted with my energy and creativity. What happened after the rings and Mendelssohn? That's right: “After work, go straight home! Don't communicate with these people, they are a bad influence on you! Creation? What nonsense! A wife should greet her husband with hot pies!”

I didn’t wait until they took away my house keys and phone, and I ran away.

Former classmate. In her youth, she was a world champion in sports rock and roll, a girl who lives by dancing. More precisely, she lived with them before her maternity leave. Then - that's it. Only family, borscht and the notorious pies, because “a woman’s road is from the oven to the doorstep.” Of course, the fit figure and sparkle in the eyes are a thing of the past, and the husband began to walk around without even hiding it. Who dares to condemn the unfortunate man who has become bored with his wife, who has nothing to do but a house and a child? The fact that he himself walled her up within four walls is tactfully kept silent.

A colleague is an Orthodox monarchist. “Domostroy” is our everything. But he is looking for an active, passionate nature as a life partner. I ask him how she will do the same thing, giving birth to a child every year and not traveling further than the store near her home, but, of course, there is no clear answer.

Maybe they'll explain it here.

It is clear that many people need livestock for domestic and sexual services. But why don’t you initially choose for yourself those who are not interested in or need anything in this life except pots and diapers? What kind of fun is it to choose an athlete or activist, lock her in the house, and then cry that she is no longer the same as before? Logic, ah!

To the traditional objection that women themselves choose some bikers, and then try to force them to stay at home, I will say right away - yes, this happens, and such ladies do not have much intelligence in trying to forcibly change a person.

I am now married to an airsoft role player and I knew what I was getting into. I knew that as soon as the snow melted in the forest, I would be left to my own devices on the weekend. I knew that I would often feel like the Princess and the Pea because the white bullet balls would show up in the most unexpected places in the house, including the bed. And that suits me, because I also have very specific hobbies. The main thing is that no one puts pressure on anyone, does not force anyone to change to please someone else, and respects the interests of the spouse. No, we don't Perfect marriage, but at least on this issue there is complete mutual understanding.

I wish the rest of you the same, so that there is no desire to break a person and then throw him away as unnecessary.

So I look at this wonderful answer and wish the author to meet exactly the one who will not be included in our disgusting multitude of women. Yes, exactly the one that will not be sawed, dug up, or separated from friends. I’ll just tell you, dear man, one purely feminine secret. Which is not a secret at all, for some reason men just prefer not to pay attention to this fact. A woman behaves this way with a man only if she absolutely does not care about him.

A not-woman will not look for her husband through her friends at three in the morning. She goes to bed - she has to work tomorrow/she has a routine/it’s bad for the skin. If necessary, Baba will call all her friends who have not yet responded on social media. network, colleagues of any gender, parents on both sides, if necessary, she will find her spouse on the map and follow him even to the other end of the city, hung with three children together. By the way, a woman’s body also needs sleep, but that can wait. Because even if the spouse is a swollen pig, it is better to let this pig lie around at home, and not somewhere under a bush. It will be more wholesome.

A non-woman will have a separate budget with a man. A man will be glad that his spending is not controlled, as long as he can earn his own wants (and the wants of non-women). As soon as she can’t, no woman is unlikely to allocate anything from her pocket. And if he becomes generous, he will then bill the man. Or did you think that all such a Woman would get her hands dirty and not demand anything in return? Baba, if necessary, will be torn between home, hospital, first or second job and night jobs. If necessary, the woman will go to the most nervous and humiliating work, just so that the family gets back on its feet. Baba won’t care if anyone notices it - she has no time to wait for praise.

A non-woman will not stuff a man with soups and cereals. She has no time to cook at all, she has a manicure. To cook this soup, a woman will stand at the stove for another two hours after work, where she earns the same amount as a man. The woman's goal is not to leave her husband hungry. If a non-woman man wants to eat - here’s a restaurant, there’s a grocery store nearby, here’s the delivery phone number - choose whatever your heart desires. You didn't earn all this? Ok, here's the stove. Women's work? Well, go hungry. I'm your woman, not your cook.

Not-woman doesn't care about her husband's friends. She doesn’t care where he is, with whom or when. We remember - she has a routine, courses, clubs, a book - the non-woman will find something to do with herself. Baba, for her peace of mind, will ask for one unfortunate SMS - with information about where you are and until when. Baba will pick you up in a taxi and personally carry your body out of the bar while your “friends” film it for YouTube. Baba will worry about you as well as about your common children. Baba will call at the time when you, man, promised to be at home with your manly word. If you don't answer the phone, look above.

Baba will drive away your friends who like to sit with you over a bottle of beer when your ulcer opens. Baba will remind you when to take your pills and go with you to the doctor. Baba will become a second mother for you, and at the same time she will withstand all the spitting from your own mother. You will never say thank you to Baba for hot soup, fresh bed, loving children. But with a malicious grin you will remind her what a woman she has become and what a doll she was. She doesn’t need to talk about it - she already sees everything in the mirror. Baba will remain silent that she became a woman right next to you.

So, while you are a friend of many such guys with a woman, answer, with whom is the “unhappy husband” better off: with you, or with the woman?

And isn’t it a crooked face, since “we’ve seen so many of these”?

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I eat oriental sweets
I'm sitting on a bench, drinking kefir.
A government official approached
He took out the antenna and went on the air:
- Sidorov, Sidorov, - I am Brovkin,
Drive up to garden seven.
There's an alcoholic with a half-liter;
Soon he will pass out completely.
I got up and a bottle of kefir
Took him off the air.

I don’t dislike my wife
And I will never leave her
It was with me that she became bad,
But I took it well.

I said to the girl meekly:
- Sorry for the tactlessness,
But your bust, and your torso, and your gait
Reminded me of antiquity.

She answered me with a sigh:
- Sorry, but your build
Reminded me of the era
Decline and decay.

M tied up with F
And grabbed her by the J.
F got angry at M
And she gave him M.

I was going home for the night,
I met a cripple with the gang.
Neither boxing nor running helped
Became one of their colleagues.

But, with such a figure,
I may be a complete fool.

I'm holding you in the shower
You squeal, it's nice to hear.
It cuts your nerves like a current,
Oh, you don’t like boiling water!

We recently got a cat
She gave birth to three kittens.
The kittens have grown a little
And they want their kittens.

Even if the alcohol freezes,
I still won't leave him,
I will gnaw it with my teeth -
Because he's good!

A spider is crawling along the wall
And behind him is another spider,
Well, let him crawl
Maybe he is his wife.

Cupid's arrow flew past.
At least he didn’t knock out an eye (which is tolerable).
Or he could have injured him by perforating his liver!
There he flutters! There’s just nothing to throw.

The Great Dane is lying on the floor,
Either he's sleeping or he's dead.
I stood on his tail
It turned out he was sleeping.

I asked the ash tree, “Where is my beloved?”
Ash did not answer me, he bowed his head.
I asked the poplar, “Where is my beloved?”
“You should have asked at the nightstand, idiot. "

Chocolate on top and coconut inside
It was very tasty, but now I have diarrhea.

Pitch darkness, sighs, groans,
swearing, and someone's terrible sniffling.
This is not Kruger, not a creepy creature.
— the grandmother is looking for a lantern in the basement.

The sun came out from behind the clouds
No sun spots.
How good am I?
How pleasant!

There's a drunk going and swinging,
He sighs as he walks.
"The autopilot ends,
Now I'm going to fall. "

The body will feel bad
Buy an enema, comrade,
You yourself will understand, comrade personally,
— The enema works great!

Darling, you cry as you fly away,
The unearthly beauty has faded.
Why aren't you like that in everything?
After all, I clearly shouted: “From the screw. "

A cobra curled up under the glass
Looks askance, unkindly
Seen at first glance:
Not enough brain - too much poison!

Our Tanya, like, is crying -
I dropped, like, a ball.
There's no point in imagining it, you fool -
He won't drown, actually.

The lines fit into a rhyme,
The sea licks the land
Children poop in the potty
And the big ones - into the soul.

Came to see us today
necro-pedo-zoophile
Dead little animals
He brought with him

I have a rat in my pocket -
I found her in the forest.
She's dead and bald
I'm taking it home.

It's not easy for an urn
Everyone treats her badly
It seems to be so quiet
And everyone tries to spit.

He didn't drink, didn't smoke,
and always gave flowers,
I gave my wife my salary,
He called his mother-in-law mom.
that's how absent-minded
from Basseynaya Street!

Cemetery, midnight, the moon is shining,
I see that only one grave has been dug up.
Silently the dead man stretched out his hands to me,
No, I will never die of boredom.

A good appetizer - sauerkraut,
And it’s not a shame to give, and it’s not a pity to eat it!

Everything was: a puddle on the porch,
Familiar profile trash can
And a dog wrote by the fence
With a thoughtful smile on his face

Problems multiply exponentially
Increasing the burden on the heart,
But it doesn't make me depressed,
In prostration, because I am.

And you are silent, and I am silent.
But you're serious, and I'm joking.

The process slowed down, substances splashed
They happened less and less frequently, and the patient fell asleep.
Dawn made its way through the curtains -
Everything in the ward became quiet, the storm ended.

A big man appeared in front of me -
Give him one hit in the forehead and you'll be dead.
And he tremblingly stammered:
“Where is the toilet here, can you tell me?”

Two mushroom pickers got lost in the forest
They shouted “ay” and “ay” for a long time.
The bear was full and satisfied -
there was no need to make so much noise

There are women in Russian villages -
their women are affectionately called:
the elephant will be stopped in its tracks,
and his trunk will be torn off.

Here it is, the crown of truth,
brilliant words:
"everything has its end"
and the sausage - even two!”

My little darling villain -
Didn't come to me today.
I'm on the fence for this
I'll give him a spin tomorrow.

Know that if a poet vomits,
So, vodka is nearby somewhere.

You open your window
And smile at mine in it

Without a snack, a liter will be “thumped” -
nonsense for Jacob.
He won't let himself dry out
and without any Sprite.

The night has come
Sunset
Empty in bed
Not good.

A woman's soul is light
And always prone to reproach,
There is no man in my life,
That is, a man, but there is no life.

I take it out of my wide trousers.
Everyone shouts indignantly: “Citizen!”

If you drank two hundred grams,
drinking three hundred is a matter of honor!

Whenever you tie a tie, take care of it.
It's from Versace. Worth it.

We are not afraid of work!
No work - let's go to bed!
There is work - we also sleep!
We are not sitting without work.

I checked the truth in practice -
Those who don't drink will live longer.
I tried not to drink for a week -
It seemed to me that he lived for a year.

Don't shoot a drunk poet
Not understanding his subtle soul
After all, then you will have to be in the weeds
Bury his fat carcass.

I slapped it into it from what was
And then, what happened, she buried it.

The trees have become dark
And stripped naked
It's a pity that sexual feelings
Will never be there for them.

It was spring and the ladies smelled
Like freshly picked plums.
The men gasped in admiration.
But they still preferred beer.

A shadow flashed across the beloved's face
And the look flashed, so usually meek
The last thing I remember that day
There was a black disk
Cast iron frying pan

Today you don't drink with us,
and tomorrow you will betray your Motherland!

He told her:
You are my life!
She told him:
- get off it!
He got loose.
Three hundred meters
flew. and no
climber!

If enter fails on someone else's keyboard,
you pour kefir on it, and then wash it in the shower,
hit her harder with the crowbar, hit her on the wall a couple of times,
Throw it from the table onto the floor and walk on it with your feet.
This helps a lot on other people's keyboards.

Quietly falling, they fall on your shoulders
Soft folds of glossy cheeks.

I'll drink beer in the morning
I'm just hungover
I'll add more in the afternoon,
I'll get drunk in the evening.

I have never met a nicer man:
Sharp, charming, very smart
And every morning for no reason
He smiles at me from the mirror!

From chewing gum -
out of five kilograms -
you can fashion shoes
for the last path.

You'll wake me up at dawn
You'll definitely get it in the teeth.
I'll break your habit
Wake up at dawn on Sunday!

A dog is walking along the asphalt
rakes the earth with his ears,
“what wonderful weather,”
the earth doesn't stick to your ears"

Money is cheating us again
We can't keep up with them:
Then they begin to end,
Then they finish starting!

The arms, legs, necks, and heels are all tangled up in the crib.
This is what typos in the Kama Sutra sometimes lead to!

On a hike, on a plane or in a tank
May the weather be bad or the sky blue,
Every soldier dreams of being a civilian.
But there are those who are talking about the citizen.

Sometimes it gets so bad
That even tea doesn’t fit down my throat,
And only beer gets into the throat,
Which you wash down with vodka.

So many good girls!
So many affectionate names! |
And I got it - with a disgusting face
and with a nasty name - Anton!

Vanya powders her nose,
Fedya paints his eyes -
Going to the military unit
Blue helmets.

Sometimes you wake up like a bird -
Winged spring on edge
And I want to live and work.
But by breakfast it goes away.

Over the gray plain of the sea,
over a steep hump of rocks,
the petrel soared proudly
and threw feces on the rocks.
The fat penguin is very angry
What dreams don't come true:
he can’t, even though he’s a bird,
proudly poop from above.

If you take colored paper
Pen, scissors and glue
And a little more courage -
You can make a hundred rubles.

The men tortured her for a long time,
They beat me with a shovel, they bit me with their teeth,
A rusty fork was held to my throat.
Everyone opened the beer bottle!

Seventh - the shower is being repaired,
sixth - husband cheats,
fifth - obscene choir,
the fourth - a thief operates,
third - rock roars,
the second - the pie was burnt,
the first is to rape the alt.
All.
Arrived.
Asphalt.

Somehow on the road
on the ninth,
met a kind person
a man of evil.
The good one took the grenade launcher,
bang - and there is no goat.
still good -
stronger than evil!

If you like risk in life -
Format your hard drive!

I don't scold my wife. She will never

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I don’t scold my wife, I will never leave her, it’s because she became bad with me, but I took her to be good. Mayakovsky.

my husband told me so))) in the words of Mayakovsky

To be honest, this is not my favorite poet and the lines don’t really touch me, apparently I haven’t “grown up” to them. But I accidentally saw this picture and remembered these lines, which had been in the status of a friend for a long time, probably very close to her. I decided to please her. for some reason the picture seemed just right.

haha I read somewhere that they marry girls and women grumpy or not, their husbands make them

It seems to me that in this phrase there are years of life lived together, when a husband and wife grow to each other, when they are one whole.

“Heine-shaped” V. Mayakovsky

“Heine-shaped” Vladimir Mayakovsky

She flashed lightning with her eyes:
"I saw -
another one with you.
You are the lowest
you are the meanest..." -
And she went
and went
and went away, cursing.
I'm a scientist, my dear,
leave your rumblings,
If lightning didn't kill me -
then thunder to me
By God, not scary.

Analysis of Mayakovsky's poem "Heine-shaped"

Vladimir Mayakovsky was very skeptical about works of a romantic nature, but simple human feelings were not alien to him. The poet's muse for almost 15 years was Lilya Brik, but this did not stop him from periodically falling in love with other women and having short-term affairs. However, Lilya Brik was also far from being faithful to Mayakovsky, but at the same time she could easily arrange an ugly scene of jealousy for the poet, accusing him of treason.

In 1920, Mayakovsky became interested in Lilia Lavinskaya, who bore him a son. Lila Brik became aware of this connection, and a very unpleasant explanation took place between the lovers. It was to him that Mayakovsky dedicated his poem “Heine-shaped,” written in the spirit of the works of the German poet Heinrich Heine. However, The author himself added a fair amount of irony to the romantic content of the work, trying to hurt Lilya Brik, who at that time was dating the literary critic Viktor Shklovsky. At the same time, she was married to Osip Brik, and about “ family life three of us" under the same roof with Vladimir Mayakovsky, real legends circulated among Moscow bohemia.

The poem “Heine-shaped” begins with the phrase “She threw lightning with her eyes,” which is very atypical for Mayakovsky, which indicates the state of mind of Lily Brik, who caught the poet with another woman. Describing the subsequent scene that took place between them, the poet notes that the chosen one awarded him such unflattering epithets as “the meanest” and “the lowest.” The stream of abuse, judging by the poem, was endless. However, it only caused a smile from the poet and gave rise to a caustic response: “If lightning didn’t kill me, then by God I’m not afraid of thunder.”

Indeed, Mayakovsky is trying to be ironic, thereby hiding his true feelings. They showed themselves much earlier, and the poem “A Cloud in Pants” is rightfully considered a striking example of the poet’s love lyrics. However, by 1920, Mayakovsky had already realized that Lilya Brik would never become his wife, since she did not want to burden herself with obligations and be faithful to only one man. It is for this reason that the poet himself was often carried away by other women, but at the same time he always returned to the one whose heart he had not been able to conquer over many years. life together, although he did not give up such hope until his death.

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