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Run in the Master-A-A-A-A-A field
Tomorrow morning the game-aaaaa begins
And they have something not ready,
And they say a bad word ...

Finding the rain and snow-a-ah-ah-ahl.
Appeared on the game Bag-A-a-a-A-AT.
With the view of the concerned guys
Cut stuffed by Bagrat ...

Riding in the morning from the crude and dummy tents,
Someone climbs into the chalch and he hires in a chiller.
He goes in silence to break the battle orders,
To cut the sleeping and make it a game, Aaaaaaaa-ah ...
Aaaaaaaaa

And in the bushes fly mosquitoes ah-ah-aaa
They do not care about the rules of the game Aa-aaa.
Fit your mail from behind,
Someone is noisy itching in ambush.

But in the forest there was a cry and a hundred-oh-oh-oh-oh-he
There enemy Oshlomil Baro-oh-oh-oh-oh!
We must smear very much,
So that from the helmet it turned out a saucer ...

Riding in the morning from the crude and dummy tents,
Someone climbs into the chalch and he hires in a chiller.
He goes in silence to break the battle orders,
To bring Sleeping and this to chain the game, Aaaaaaa-ah ...

Somewhere in the distance from women's cha - ah-aa-a-ar
The flock of Berrikov Maca-aa-aa-Ah is driven.
Vikings wicked and tired -
After all, they were not drunk only to Chukchi ...

Crawl from the field of Master-A-A-A-A-A -
It was not easy to be Inre-A-aaa-aa.
And immediately shows - this is not the capital -
Contributions are enough just to shade.

Tired people enter the armor in the armor
And shrug their backpacks and shields in the passage.
Controllers are found by friendly volley laughter!
And they look at the train station to the trail with surprise of the cops, aa-aa-aaa.
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