Дрынк - Школа
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First grade, first quarter
Satchel, pen and notebook
First gas, first worms
Invite you to die
Desk, chalk, board and rag
Smooth parquet
Stole the hat - sorry for the hat
In the toilet, an explosive package

Two meatballs flew by
Two brighter stories
In the wet dance of Watercolors
Charms, details
Everything is shorter, lower, less often
An unearthly winter zenith
The table will dance, the chair is scrapp
The bell will ring
The rot with hope is dawn
In the field of vision
Non-hand arrows will cut out
Time for moments
Flowers will get out of the floor
Tarakan behind the stove
Morning, coffee, again to school
Behind the gold medal