The teacher says:
– Children, the holiday is coming
– March 8th, write some poem about this. Vovochka gets up and says: “March Eighth is close, close.” Grow up quickly, my pussy. Teacher:
– Out!!! Go to the director and tell me why I kicked you out! He comes to the director, saying that he was kicked out for a poem dedicated to March 8th. The director listened to the poem and said: “You’re a fool, this is the kind of poem you need to compose: “March 8th is close, close, and my heart is beating like a deer, don’t let me down, honey, on International Women’s Day!”
