МС Барсик - Дача
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I love the cottage
For her land,
For these edges
in which I was born,
For a street toilet,
On the street a stuffed skeleton.
Torn on the table jack,
And a road ticket,
Which has been lying here for a couple of years
Reminds me of a trip to Beshkek!
For the fact that this is a vacation,
Which does not need a lot of money for
And warm the stove in the evening
And in the morning in the village there will be a manure of manure
A summer village in which
Every day everything will have fun

In the summer, the country is very good
You can find shit in the forest,
You can go in the morning
Collect mushrooms!
If you still do not have enough food
You can fry yourself barbecue
And you can also go to the bathhouse
There you can wash with the heart
If you are not enough for you and this
You can find a fishing rod
After that go fishing
On the way, catch the breaming twenty.
But there is minus one!
There is nothing to do in winter
Just wait long for the time of spring
That at the end of spring to plant cucumbers
And relatives will come there still
After all, they are hunters

Bences, greenhouses, greenhouses
And relatives hunters,
Garden robbers,
For me, assistants
Mosquitoes day and night
They bite at midnight
I always drive them away
And I forget that today is already
I need to remove tomatoes and cucumbers to me!
And then I thought
Let me I am torture Pati I
I took out the phone
He scored his friends
Told them time after the most time
They replied that we were going out of the way
I wake up in the morning
Understanding nothing!
The site is going around
I noticed that there are no windows in the country,

My morality is
Cottage is the best place
for me
Yeah shee