Михаил Круг - Мамины подружки
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I remember how in a happy, hopping childhood -
That neither in a fairy tale neither to bother or describe -
Mom took me to the bath at Soviet -
And let me rub and miss me.

I am a fool - then shouted and hung up a leg,
Fists of eyes ter and not watched,
How mom's girlfriends, mom girlfriends
I splashed out of the basin - and I roared.

But when he grows on a year or two,
I learned from the older brother
Why does not drive mom dad in the bathhouse -
To question my dad loudly laughed, -

Why separate baths and sorts,
And over them are incomprehensible "EM" - "JO" ...
And - Mamina girlfriends, mom girlfriends
With a broom in a parilicle - how good!

And one day, when mom was rubbed back,
I did not return my brother's tips, -
And asked the very thick - aunt Zina:
"Aunt Zin, and where do you have - like me?"

Aunt Zina Obomlla like a horschushka,
Blushed and said: "My God! .."
And mother girlfriends, mom girlfriends
Long laughed in the bath you need ...

Aunt Zina fled to the dressing room
And she took her washcloth with him,
Well, and I was pressing my mother - that rugala
And with his own more in the bath I did not take ...

I have long requested children's toys,
And now I dream only in a dream,
As my mother's girlfriends, my mother's girlfriends
Turn me with washcloths on the whole back ...

My mother's girlfriends naked daughter
Tinder washcloths me across the back ...