babangida - Йети и Дети
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You heard, opened
Unusual tavern, it's not barbecue,
And the food there is non -cherry
Not from Italy a chef a cook was discharged,
But it is unlikely, somewhere else, you saw this,
though exists underground
in the basement,
and "at Anzorik", bears the name of this institution,
I will report that the interior is there to look at
You’ll come in and amazed
Where did the situation come from, so much money came up
After all, fuck my dick, what a chic restaurant,
And the owner is by no means Arab, and not Sheikh,
But this hole breathes with such a luxury,
that, in comparison with her, the club "caviar",
Dirty shed just
True, the owner is also non -Russian, like all Muscovites
tall, wide shoulders,
a mustache in stock, came from afar,
From Georgia, for example, from the city of Tbilisi
in place of the Burka fox, and the cap, the airfield,
and hairline all over the chest and back
a child of the mountains, he is even naked, as if we wear a sweater,
Many guests do not like his navel’s nose.
And they say, pussy, they say, Anzor, to Afghanistan to the Taliban.
But it does not fit, a fashionable Georgian,
Pay attention to the barking of a husky dog,
And if you in words, you wanted to offend him strongly,
At the sight of you, he will only pass by,
After all, the owner is hospitable,
And in the kitchen discipline reigns there,
Once a restaurant, with Anzorik, you could visit,
Officers, cooks, will serve in an instant,
It is practiced here, polite circumvention with people,
And in the menu, unprecedented dishes,
Under gorgeous, hot, served, centennial
Clients eat, drink, and satisfied, they leave

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carries dirty waters, Moscow river
Open a restaurant near anozhrik
There is time to run in
The most delicate meat is baked here

But, by God,
It would be better to with a beer, I sat in a football pub I,
After all, the ball of anthropophagy rules here,
Rich guys in order to overcome phobias,
ready to pay the price list in full,
and in the underground restaurant, places are booking in advance,
Holidays are celebrated, for health, glasses rise,
loud phrases sound, toasts,
And from the kitchen, until it has time to cool, they carry
corporate dish, they especially love it here
child’s meat, in the oven, baked ribs,
Yesterday it was alive, today was dead,
And you can hear how under the knife of the cook, someone yells in the kitchen
After all, straight from the nursery and kindergarten,
They deliver children to these feasts of Valtasara,
so that wealthy gentlemen
They ordered themselves in the menu, for example
With human mince, lasagna,
Although not everyone who has come in the know what is baked here,
And already feeling the taste of a delicate ball in the mouth, he may ask
what is it, grouse or baekas,
No, these are children for you, prepared in a sour sauce,
The menu here is special, Anzor tries to glory,
This Yeti knows a lot about food
After all, it is so tempting to eat children
For this, the rich are paid, fabulous amounts,
sophisticated food, brightens up, leisure of thicknesses,
Everyone wants an unusual
And they carry at the table
From the embryo welded soup,
friend, you will improve health,
Anzor has in a restaurant, tasting the forbidden appearance,
And although it has no obvious problems with garbage,
But I would still have a reassure to report where I was
And what did he do, most importantly, to keep the secret
Meanwhiles who are in this topic,

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