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Hello Comrades Scientists

Hello, comrades scientists, docents and senior lecturers
So tired you are of all X-rays, you got confused in maths.
You sit and decompose some molecules into atoms there
And quite forgot of vegetables decaying in the ground
 
You try to pull a balsam from a rottenness and a fungus there,
And do extract lots different roots at least ten times a day.
But soon you’ll get have messed around,
while yet you’ll be extracting them
Potatoes on a country fields will just have rot away.
 
So I propose to take a bus and come to Skhodnya,
From there your way will be on foot.
And don’t moan as I guess you like potatoes
When on the table with salt it’s cooked.
 
You have a chance to glorify yourselves throughout all Europe,
If you would show your patriotism with spades and big pitchforks.
I heard that you have gathered there and pounced on a neoplasm,
And cut dogs with some little knives, like bandits on a road.
 
Well, dear comrades scientists, stop stabbing and a dog sadism,
Just interrupt experiments on hydride for some days
You have to get on opened trucks and go to Tambovschina,
I’m sure that your gamma rays will wait for you come back.
 
So, you should go to Tambov as soon as possible
From there your way will be on foot.
And don’t moan as I guess you like potatoes
When on the table with salt it’s cooked.
 
You may come with your families, with friends and with companions,
We can find place for all of them and you would tell yourself,
That God be with genetic links and even with whole cell nucleus,
Because we did important job and we will have a rest.
 
Believe me, comrades scientists, the Einsteins of a future time,
I say, my dear Newton-guys, respected and beloved.
That when we’ll die our mortal remains will lay in common globe,
The Earth does not rejects good things from mineral to dung.
 
So come to us, my dear friends, arrive in line or columns here!
Although I know you’re chemists yet, and don’t wear a cross,
But you will soon quite suffocate at synchrophasotrons, my dear,
You need some breath of natural air, so come to country spots.
 
Be sure, comrades scientists, and never doubt, dear friends,
That if you cannot get results and something isn’t quite right,
Just call on us and wait a little, we’ll come to you with forks and spades,
And after pondering a day all will be rectified.
 
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