Analysis of DONKEY HORN
Interpreter for us, why should you? We have already overcome language, will, shackled Nothings. Art, as a vast storehouse of thoughts, only stands or falls on the sober, age-seeking vision of a few financiers, Sugar daddy.
This is a reality here: now an unreal delusion is mixed into it, it covers the little people and those around us, who are the first to be hit by rain, dew, pigeon droppings, by all the movements we organize.
The big one, even the little one, rumbles like so many massive, old toilet bowls, and when thrown into them, so many rotten honey-scented pempers rumble. The taunting crowd wails cat music. I can almost feel the endlessness of their thirst, and some terrifying fear-nausea pervades, and because I would be the weakest in existence, why deny it. You are afraid in the maze.
And new worlds beckoned me, and I went with them, Because the counterweight of innocence is experience, But there is no way back from experience. Let everyone know what kind of punishment awaits The defiant bigot, who grinds fate and appropriates himself! If the measurable changes. Oh, power! I remain here in anonymity.
Anyone who isn't just a brainwashed idiot already knows: To get money honestly is the greatest dishonesty. It is laziness to keep money even in our pillow for too long. Losing money by accident is also suspicious. If you don't have it, you will end up with No.
And sometimes I shake hands with myself. I don't cry more than necessary, When I cry myself is a secret. Now I wouldn't learn to keep my mouth shut, because more than enough people have already kept it shut! Let curses and curses rot inside.
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Metre | 01001111111010101011010110111110111101011010101011010 11010111010101101111001010010111101111111101011010110 0111001011011101011010110111101010101100101111011110111101100110001001111010001010111101001 01110101111010101100101001111111010011011111000100101011100100110100010110101100100 10110101100010111101001010010011100111010010101111010110011001011111111111 0011111111111100111110101110111111011101101010111110010101 |
Characters | 1,633 |
Words | 296 |
Sentences | 21 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 6 |
Letters per line (avg) | 214 |
Words per line (avg) | 48 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 214 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 48 |
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