Критик
Розумно все про все завжди розкажеш,
Брудом все обіллєш,
А що робити вмієш сам покажеш
Що на мене несеш?
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А ти живи і наживай
Добра собі, не діставай.
Своїм умінням дійсно щось зробити
Нас усіх налякай. (весь куплет - 2)
Невже природа зла така настільки
Що тебе обійшла?
Твоє призвання - гадити і тільки, -
Іншого не дала.
Приспів
Всіх би розумних в купу взяти
В комуну "Критик" об’єднати. (весь куплет - 4)
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