Роман Трахтенберг - Лука Мудищев
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Prologue

Oh, married, about the widow,

Oh girl with an virgin, overpowing!

Let me go ahead

Say about fucking two or three words.

Fuck you really, carefully

The less often it is, the more pleasant,

But God for the defense

From a random fuck!

From unbridled that passion

Woe and misfortune will go

And it will not saturate you then

Ordinary Elda.

To the prolon

(addition)

Blessed, who fucks

And in old age it is calmly gray

Who drinks vodka regularly

And does not believe anyone on credit.

The nature of women awarded:

Wealth, glory gave them,

Between the legs, I cut a crack

And she called that pussy.

She is a toy for a woman,

For the name of her pussy.

And like a mouse trap

For everyone, always open.

She is seducing us all,

Beckoning crowds of people

And the poor dick flies along it,

Like a shed sparrow.

Part 1

Two -story house

In my native Moscow, there was

The widow is a young merchant,

Face blush and white.

The late husband of her man

There was no old pores.

But the death happened

He is from Zhenya's hole.

All women are weak on the front.

I must say, to lie without fear.

But such a fucking woman

Nobody saw her back!

The late husband of my merchant

There was an unrequited guy, quiet

And listening to the wife of the order

She is fucking ten times a day.

Sometimes he drags his legs a little,

Dick does not get up, at least cut off.

She doesn't want to know that:

At least cry, but still fuck!

Such hard labor is hardly

He was able to endure. Here the year has passed

And the poor husband went to that world,

Where there is no fucking or sadness.

Widow, unable to dust

And curb the rush passion,

Went left and right

And give everyone and everyone.

Her fucking and elderly

And old people and young,

But in general, everyone is not lazy

Pussy was climbed in the widow.

Three years fucking reckless

As a dream for a widow passed.

And then the languor of passionate flour

And sadness on Service lay on her.

And the grooms miss her,

But there is no sense in them.

And then the widow is sad and crying,

And a stream pours out of eyes.

And even in the fucking fucking

Nobody could please her:

One dick is indecent,

And the other is short.

The third is very thin

And the fourth - Muda

Sounds like a beer barrel

And painfully beats in Mande.

Then she complains on eggs -

It is not visible, as if from a scheme.

Then the dick is shorter than that of the hare ...

The whims, in a word, have no end.

And here's a common sense

She is such a conclusion

Seeing no sense in anyone

Came, spread out with the mind:

“Loars in our century went people -

There is no huev - only huishka,

But I need it or so, or Syak

Find yourself a big Christmas tree!

I need a husband with such a fir

To eat when he became me,

I spun under it yolo,

And the tooth on the tooth did not hit! "

And, arguing like that,

She decided to call the summary -

And she will be able to find

A man with a long Eldoy!

Part 2

In Zamoskvorechye, in a clearing

The house stood in two windows.

Belonged to that house of the philistin

Matrene Markovna. She

Then I was considered a sister

Prolceless years, and all as a girl.

Turning marriage business -

The capital's architect was.

Other merchants - a woman of butt,

Living with her husband-old man-

Markovna will arrange conveniently

Dating with fucking secretly.

Or for another reason

My husband does not fuck his wife,

She yearns for a man

And Matrena Dick will find her.

Other in idleness longing

He wants to fuck for fun

Matrena is again right there,

You see, the beauty is fucking!

Men went into the deal with her.

Another wants (Gastro!)

Dick your dick, and virgin

Matrena leads to him into the house.

And here z