Dear my T.V. transmitter 
we each Saturday in tears.
In the lunatic asylum 
all inhabitants seem crazy.
In stead of bath, lunch, nice injections, 
slowly fall into oblivion,
They all rush, to watch Your programme
as T.V. is drugs - for lazy.

Trouble-maker, fake professor
Talked a lot about problems:
Full debility of science before
mysterious Bermudas.

Patients minds broke into pieces,
convolutions all destroyed -
Med.-authorities to calm us
add injections, when annoyed.

Dear Editor! Please better
speak about - nuke reactor,
Or the beloved moon buggy tractor
It is insane-be frightened weekly
by the news about saucers,
flying high with huge resources,
barking ruins, singing desserts
dancing crabs and screeching parrots.

We know these subjects inside out,
by braking saucers every day
Dog’s fat meat - the cook said - out
seeds for pigs-for us-o’kay.

As for tablets - never swallow
unless a fool - drop in the drain
quite structured life, and now Bermudas,
big lunacy for the insane.

We have not exposed the scandal
Real leaders-never gamble.
Lack of natural, crazy patients -
Restricts the quantity of leaders.
As for the rubbish seen and shown
We have ravings - our own.
they should never play with candle
We know tricks and how to handle!!!

The problem is - slim T.V. monsters
mix pure cognac with cocaine
all that stuff invented Churchill
long times ago - in use again.

Seeing news about fires,
gas explosions, candy guns
we evoked appeal to Heaven - but
guards fixed leaders one by one.

All - who were as monkeys - active
Were crushed up - became inactive.
Paranoia leader crying:
like a witch in crazy battle
"Set us free! We are the victims!
Let us go! We are not cattle!"
Our souls are in hell’s fire!
Seal my lips! My last desire!

Forty souls like wolves are howling
Glowing white - seen with no light
All because of those Bermuda’s
strange triangle - dark as night.

Viewers all - became demented
Even one who crazy was
After that med.-boss Margulis
said T.V. was overdose.

There He - "Snake" looms in the window
Conceals the plug behind his body
Gives the sing to his assistant:
shut T.V. off - if persistent.
What is left for us - injections,
slow descent onto well’s bottom,
perish there being rotten
In Bermuda’s depths, forgotten.

And tomorrow our children
Who do come to visit us
Ask: "What Dads have said the Bosses? -
Future Nobel prize resources?"

We shall tell the truth, remember,
As it is - we won’t surrender.
Let them know: "True magic - near!
Only banned! But sweet and dear!"

One example, dentist Rudic
had transistor-set - brand "Grundig"
picked up German waves and voices
In his head now has strange noises.
He worked there - "fashion dealer"
Running mad on - "Armadillor".
Arrived to us all brains - in troubles:
Tags on legs and eyes like bubbles.

He ran distressed and looked as mimic,
Told us the news - which shocked the clinic:
In Bermuda’s damned triangle
The ocean scientific liner -

perished, ran out of fuel
broke in pieces - disappeared,
but our two crazy brothers -
Had been saved - from depths! - Appeared!

Those survived the cataclysmus
Remain for life in pessimismus
yesterday - both in glass boxes
were delivered - fixed as oxen.
And the younger man - mechanic
told us - had excaped from nurses -
that Bermuda’s polyhedron -
the open bowels of the Earth-is!

What had happened? How you managed?
Everyone would like to know.
but the mechanic trembled over
With one wish: drink, smoke, and go.

He was laughing, then was crying.
Was offensive - wild hedgehog,
He was jerking at the patients -
Complete crazy - rabid dog.

The former alcoholic leader
Cursed, exploded - "Pink frogs breeder"
We should drink that wet triangle -
for three persons - won’t be bad?
Got excited as was sure if divided into drops -
the triangle will be drunken:
even if parallelpiped, square, circle -
or even pops.

Badly wound the souls and bodies -
poison voices from the West.
We make mistakes that are not jamming
broadcastings, voices and the rest.

As they all - by warlike essence -
undermining and destroy
nourish us with crazy stories
And s-exotic cream "Playboy".

Lecturers from Moscow office
those - who make us feeling nervous
spreading news about failures,
global troubles, fakes and bubbles
to cure us-use Us - convicted
In your mysterious triangle,
It will quicker turn your angle -
into a lunatic asylum.

Maybe this insane idea
don’t reject it on the spot.
Call to us - in case - "delusioned"
Through the Snake - who knows a lot.

Signature. The date. Best wishes.
Please respond to our band,
If you don’t reply - no warries
We’ll complain to - Zombyland.