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Thursday, October 15, 2026

Draft. Poem of Stockholm's flu

Stockholm flu.







I died in the bathroom of Stockholm,


Being associated with free press.

It was swine flu,


Post trauma syndrome disorder,


After my war in Iraq


Against Harry Potter and the witches of Bagdad.



Saddam Hussein gave me advice,

Dick Cheney said me hello,

Bill Clinton and pedophile circle

Monitored my naked ass,

I felt like a victory.



When I got back home

to Stock Holme,

I felt like a fever.

It was Sweet Holme flu.

Doctor Fauci and Kennedy treated me well,

I've started breathing,

And pleaded not guilty.



Stockholm, Stockholm,

My Sweet Holme,

I found miself in a mirror,

Reflection is a hostage

Of the past.





Russia, Russia, Russia...

Alternative for Germany,

My Scandinavia, my sweet Stock Holme,

Lots of joy and friendship

On the bottom of Mediterranean.


October 15, 2026


© Richard Lavrinoff, 2026. All rights reserved.





Draft. Poem of Stockholm's flu

Stockholm flu. I died in the bathroom of Stockholm, Being associated with free press. It was...