Текст песни В. В. Маяковский - Прозаседавшиеся.

A little bit the night will turn into dawn
I see every day:
who is in the heads, who is in whom,
some in watered, some in a gap,
people disperse to institutions.
Rain on paper cases
as soon as you enter the building:
selecting from fifty - the most important! -
employees go to meetings.

You will declare: “Can't they give you an audience?
I have been walking since She. "
“Comrade Ivan Vanych went to sit -
unification of Theo and Gucon. "

You can climb a hundred stairs. The light is not nice.
Again: “An hour later they told you to come.
Sit down: buying a bottle of ink
the gubernatorial cooperative.
An hour later: no secretary, no secretary
- bare!
Everyone under 22
at a meeting of the Komsomol.

Climbing up again, looking at the night
to the top floor of a seven-story building.
"Comrade Ivan Vanych has come?" -
"At the meeting A-be-ve-ge-de-e-ze-coma."

Furious, to the meeting
I burst into an avalanche
wild curses belching dear.
And I see: half of the people are sitting.
O devilry! Where is the other half?
“Stabbed! They killed! " - I rush about, Orya.
The mind went crazy from the terrible picture.
And I hear the calm voice of the secretary:
“She is at two meetings at once.
On the day of meetings for twenty
we need to keep up.
Inevitably, you have to split in two.
Up to the waist here, and the rest there. "

You can't sleep with excitement. Early morning.
I meet the early dawn with a dream:
“Oh, at least one more meeting
regarding the eradication of all meetings! "

1922.