PATIENTS - 91 (from book - 2022)

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ELECTIONS

And finally The day has come. Actually, unexpectedly...

President of the Puck Election Committee announced that When the dawn will take place.

From Five o'clock in the morning, they started gathering at the Grand Dune. After an hr no one Missed! Even Ceprak got caught, even though he promised to get sick.

- I'm sorry. Damn it. Finally, he whispered to the Bąk spider, who was ostentatiously smoking Cigarette.

- I'm sorry. I got it. Somewhere - said silently Bąk.

President Puck called!

- Look out, look out! We proceed to The vote!...

Gwar He's quiet.

- I'm sorry. Who is For the election of prof. Dębok as president Spider, rise your leg and Press the button. Oh, pardon, no request to push...

It's ludicrous. All legs rose, any carelessly or with resistance.

The president of the Skrutting Commission – the spider Kurfik – long counted the votes, repeated respective times due to the fact that he was mistaken in numbers.

Finally He solemnly announced: 1 ON THE president OF THE SPIKE WAS SELECTED... Professor Debok!

Someone from The first rows applauded shyly. president Puck looked around. The eye.

- I'm sorry. individual is against?!

Extensive The applause's getting louder. Only the spider Ceprak didn't clap, pretending to hurt him legs.

- Let him. President Dębok is alive!

- Let him. - said the store Nowek, who stood next to the District.

From behind the closet The smiling spider Dębok came out, dressed festively, under a pink bow tie.

- Hello. My beloved voters! I promise I'll take care of everyone, even total opponents. I will implement pre-election demands in the nearest Time!

He looked around. On the carpet. any spiders let their heads go just in case.

- I'm sorry. I'm waiting. Our Man's return to present to him any demands and demands related with our lives together. I think our relation with him will work out. It's good...

He's grunting.

- I'm sorry. And now I invitation everyone to the election fair with snacks!... Our password: Let's go!

It's spread. gibberish. More like happy spiders...

- Interesting in What language will he talk to Man - burped Bąk to Kąb. They went to their angles, tired of noise.




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