How Ridiculous Is Russian Takeaway Service?
Who on earth
Worries whether you eat in time or not
Except for Mom
And takeaways
In China
Takeaway is respected
They spare no effort
By rushing all the way
Even cooking themselves
All for satisfying your appetite timely
However
Stepmothers are not as selfless
Deliverymen of Russian takeaways
Treat you like stepmothers
Believe it or not
Fast as rocket are deliverymen of Chinese takeaways
Slow as snail deliverymen of Russian takeaways
Slowly budge along the Volga River
Too calm too cool
As scientific research shows
Starvation comes in seven days
Clearly, they know it by heart
So they never stride fast
Russia is so cold
Oh, gosh! Every man is clear
As they want grace, temperature
Speed? Who cares!
There are many great poets in Russia
Cause these deliverymen strolling on the streets
Are all poets in nature
Staring at quaint patterns on buildings
Adds a shower of poetic sparks to their minds
Occasionally, they are in search of a shade
To relax themselves
And take a break
As night falls, the stars appear
A lot of inspiration comes to them
A poet is always sentimental
Sometimes, they seek a warm shelter
You would like to ask
Why don't they ride a motorbike?
One will definitely drink vodka
And make a poem as a reply
In fact
As the customer isn't god
They choose other ways to deliver goods
Bicycle
Scooter
Skiboard
Some deliverymen
Will also pay for the delivery
By subway
Or by bus
After all, paying for the delivery makes no sense
Inspired by Indians thousands of miles away
They resort to a better way
Hanging from the automobile
Seeing hard how they work
Customers are sure to be moved
After all, in Russia
Few people who work as hard as them
Regardless of diligence
For them, the job is not everything
Living each day as the last is of importance
Hang out
To feed pigeons
Also to enjoy life
At the sight of street singers
They stop and listen to a song
As if to cleanse the soul
After savoring a musical feast
They might come up and sing themselves
Sometimes, they go to the beach to boost mood
Above the vast sea, a gust of wind is blowing
Between the dark clouds and the sea
It seems as if someone requests desperately
"Bro, could you mind your pace?
The food is getting cold!”
Urgent? Excuse me?!!
Not understood by customers
They often feel upset as well
They need to confide
After all, counterparts are foes indeed
Sometimes, it is no use crying over spilled milk
Disagreement is doomed to a grudge
Although struggling for a whole day
They fail to deliver any order
But, they make 3 poems, have 2 meals
Solve 4 philosophical questions
And make a girlfriend on the way
Happy, they become plumper
Therefore,
Ordering at 17, you'll receive it at 18
Anyway, you've got to understand him
Look at this old lady
Who has been waiting from aged 20 to 70
Finally, I can't help looking for the deliveryman
After I find him, gone is anger with the wind
Now, you've read so far
I believe you've understood a fact
Nothing is colder than ex-girlfriends' hearts
If there is,
It must be,
Russian takeaway!
There shouldn't be such a slow speed in the world
Unfortunately, there is!
The reason must be
Russian takeaway companies
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All pictures in this article are from the web.
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