They are modest and proper. Read the text on white paper And think they are super, But not of gold, and copper. Maybe imagined they saints. But this is just a bright paint. When there comes a critical moment, They always respond: "no comments".
Always and everywhere to be on top. Their life is in the "nonstop". For some reason chose the crowd, Though I knew that they just rot. They could grow plants And talk to people "Thanks". But when there comes a moment, They always respond: "no comments".
Bridge: The very essence of all That I like their silence. If they had said a word, It can lead to violence.