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White cows in the stable,
The mouse is sleeping in the mousetrap,
You so wanted a thunderstorm, duck listen
It thunders...

All birches under the window
Turned into a poplar
He so wanted in a clean field
Harbage was ripened ...

Pr: Let people not believe me,
That I was sitting on a rainbow
And what Volkov fed from the palm of his hand
Strawberries.

Let me not be the same as all
I love wormwood and sleep in dew,
I hate gray glare stains!

I will give myself daisies
And a wreath of them,
I will get it from the stove with a poker
Red coal.

I'll take it to the bell tower
I will explore a big fire
Ibudu wait for the sunrise
You don't touch me.

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