Голос Донбасса - летит лети лепесток через запад на восток
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Her name was Masha,
Talented and talented.
Prokofieva loved,
H ... read Dante's sonnets.

She lived in a poor area.
Dad loved to drink.
If you put it softly,-
It was not sweet to live

Father left the strength
Mother worked in two shifts.
Gasted,
Vienna

Unusual
It became hard to Masha
I needed money
To learn further.

One day somehow
It turned out so
That is some kind of familiar
She suggested: "Listen! Masha!

At my friend
Office in the city center.
Employment
In the countries of the East and the West

Easy job
And a very high salary -
You will go to the emirates
Direct the son of a diplomat.

From Ukraine documents,
And the road at the expense of the company ...
Write down the phone, -
Do not pull the rubber. "

The dream was really sheltered
Pure life:
A passport was received
A visa is open

Masha looked
In the porthole of the aircraft:
She was met by ours
In someone else's airport

"Hello! How is the flight?
You bouquet of flowers!
Sit down in the car
Give me the documents

Look at the city for now
I will draw up everything myself ... "
As if a sweet dream
Masha did not believe her eyes ...

Mother receives letters.
Here, I wrote:
"How is your health?
I miss you!

What is at home?
I missed!
I'm great.
As I made.

In Dubai is a big house
I live in it.
The owners are treated to me
With great warmth

Like a sweet dream
For real
Don't worry Ma,
The daughter gained happiness

I am sending money.
Get a translation
On the father of the grave
Buy flowers

Well, what else to say?
It seems to be everything. Here....
Goodbye!
May 5 03 year "

His name was Serega.
The road fell
Disturled in life:
"The wolf feeds the legs"

Tickets, papers,
Bag, sum -
Everything is in order
Nothing superfluous in hand luggage

"Let's sit down for good luck.
If you're lucky, I will build a summer house in Sochi
What else is needed
Gentleman of good luck?! "

Getting the keys
Serega thought
But dreams not to interfere
Left on the other side of the threshold

I turned the key
I checked the doors twice
Knocked twice
Neighbor aunt Vera:

"Hello, Aunt Ver!
I'm already leaving.
I'll leave the keys to you
Just in case. Well, you never know ...

Smooth landing
At the threshold of a foreign country.
Confident in gait
There was Seryoga along the bustle

Towards two healthy women
In the Black Meren.
The keys were transmitted
From the storage room.

Case, cache, trunk,
Photo and xiva.
Kill Jamal
And bitches that will be with him

Bardel in 10
Do everything beautiful
Supporting the Merce
Nevon reflected power

OK. Blood.
With the type of layman
Exactly at 10. weekdays
There are not many people here

Bar -
First floor,
And upstairs numbers
He ordered B52 for himself

Then two more
The same cocktail
For yourself and some bitches
What was hooked on him

In the morning it did not leave
Bad feeling
But it's not that
What could knock him down the path

Time was in a hurry
The heart was beating a beat
I remembered the shots
Italian films about bandits

Senorita
Followed him in the room
Seryoga paid with a pimp
He was pleased

Rich Clinent
They will not search here
At least for this
There is a guard at the stairs upstairs

Exactly half
The business was done
Armed executioner
Penetrated the bard

R. Kelly plate
In the tones of the pastel
Sweet dance of the lady
I would not forget about the case

"Wait for me in pastel
I'm two minutes "
It's time ...
He plunged into the void of the corridor

Soon,
Easily
Steps of the thief
He came up in his hand
On which

The numbers coincided
With the same number on the door
If I'm not mistaken
This number was 39

Number 39
The door flew out
The muffler is directing
On naked bodies ...

Supplinging the finale
Our story
By pressing the trigger
He recognized Masha in a whore ...