Guf - Новогодняя Местные дети любят играть в снежки
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Local children love to play snowballs.
Many already know how to sculpt the snowbaby,
And evil men with mustache rod bags,
Generously sprinkle the world of the weakest.
Winter, cold people freeze
And the snow of two species falls
The capital brings a double blizzard,
One bring from the north the second to us brings from the south.
One snow gives us the sky,
The second grandfathers are brought, Tajiks and Negros.
With gifts in the depths of their stomachs,
Either with big wagons with the latest fruit harvest
There is a product packaging,
Preparation of the product in Moscow in the morning.
This is promoted by epaulets on gray jackets,
By ensuring the safety of snow routes.
I saw the snow by last summer,
Almost forgot about it just thoughts give birth to couplets
And they can hardly be called a poet
I just killed the sneakers for this two years.

Gifts are waiting for all girls boys, caps, chiefs, evil khachiki, holy sources, red hats, hospitals Oh mammies ..

And in the summer and in the fall, everything seems to be silent.
These all threw
Those seems to be not visible.
Cool to observe begin to get out again
It is fear to fear, but not much shy.
For interest decided to break the other day,
Everything is exactly 5 seconds awesome in stones
It is preferable to remain the audience
It is not stopped I remember about my parents.
What they just did not see
From the apartment disappeared stereo, video, gold, phone numbers, toasters, coffee makers
From dining room silver and leather even when it is hot.
Arbat, in the Babushkina Icon Pack
Fuck if you saw me somebody from the area
But the buyers offered too much
I did not drive, weighs the fame of God.
Vykhino in cold entrance Waiting for a barygua
On Kumar without a penny, I apologize to half
Bake in me Courts twice in the morning,
The subway ended you choose from here as you want.
Came out of the entrance, there are local, well, those from another test
One pitbull one Lonsdale and two Everlast.
What happened further interesting ...

Gifts are waiting for all girls boys,
Caps, bosses, evil khachiki, holy sources, red hats, hospitals, oh mommy ..
Doctors, Charlatans, hypnosis, yoga, acupuncture
Everyone knows everyone and all in one voice say
That eight out of ten guys are recovering.
I'm not saying that I am a handsome type I coped and now there is nothing to be killed
And you never know in a cold winter evening, I will want to walk on the light of the zamoskvoretia.
Meet a red hat, drinking from the holy source to fall on a shop
In the Repin Park, remember how to plunge and stick on an hour and a half.

Gifts are waiting for all girls boys Sv East Red Hat
Caps, officials, khachiki, suspenders, hospitals, oh mommy ...
Oh mammies barely breathe
Afternoon I eat smoke, and I write about what I see
I am writing about what I see.