Как мама сыпала горох в угол горницы текст

Bank of cigarette butts swells ,
House of smoke led ,
And fat frozen picked Mosul .
With bro sitting in the kitchen
At the dinner table ,
Vodka drink and remember this and that .

As a mom to strew peas
In a corner of the parlor;
Drunken stepfather table butted ,
Just do not moan ,
Remember , Grey, as heat
Was in the lodge ,
Where Tatar us small ,
Privechali .

Pigeons eaten cat
But he was only one ,
Dove dove , purebred , as we are.
But bit his lip, ear ring ,
Kat Fink planted ,
Left us two years to prison.

And then we woke up in
Paternal blood ,
Mother acknowledged that we had
One test .
We fear became stepfather ,
Bel standing face ,
If we were going bro
On it .

Saw off early in the morning
Birthmark on the porch ,
Reeled life crazy first time.
She handed us Ma
Telogreechka father
Patched up and down.

We warmed it
Moth broken ,
Exactly seventeen hundred
Forty-eight days ,
And when I went to the zone
To » covered «
Conceded bro —
To » covered » need.

But we did not wait for Ma
And quietly died
In exactly on the anniversary of the October Revolution.
A stepfather , reptile, lost at BAM ,
It does not keep evil :
Everything in this life , it’s not in vain.

I raced in the » Dalnoboy «
And Grey — stropalem ,
Three pretty darling girl for two
Yes one son.
Once a week, sit down,
Took — slammed
Mongrel , like the
Doves .

It seems a little drunk ,
House of smoke turned gray ,
Unwind , pillaged against the grain ,
And began to gather Seryoga —
Today was a difficult day ,
Yes, and I on the road again in the morning .

And nothing that I did not
academician ,
But not passed me
Beauty of life .
Let someone and difficult
Mondays
And I take it easy , if there
Bro .

Bank of cigarette butts swells ,
House of smoke led ,
And fat frozen picked Mosul .
With bro sitting in the kitchen
At the dinner table ,
Vodka drink and remember this and that .

As a mom to strew peas
In a corner of the parlor;
Drunken stepfather table butted ,
Just do not moan ,
Remember , Grey, as heat
Was in the lodge ,
Where Tatar us small ,
Privechali .

Pigeons eaten cat
But he was only one ,
Dove dove , purebred , as we are.
But bit his lip, ear ring ,
Kat Fink planted ,
Left us two years to prison.

And then we woke up in
Paternal blood ,
Mother acknowledged that we had
One test .
We fear became stepfather ,
Bel standing face ,
If we were going bro
On it .

Saw off early in the morning
Birthmark on the porch ,
Reeled life crazy first time.
She handed us Ma
Telogreechka father
Patched up and down.

We warmed it
Moth broken ,
Exactly seventeen hundred
Forty-eight days ,
And when I went to the zone
To » covered «
Conceded bro —
To » covered » need.

But we did not wait for Ma
And quietly died
In exactly on the anniversary of the October Revolution.
A stepfather , reptile, lost at BAM ,
It does not keep evil :
Everything in this life , it’s not in vain.

I raced in the » Dalnoboy «
And Grey — stropalem ,
Three pretty darling girl for two
Yes one son.
Once a week, sit down,
Took — slammed
Mongrel , like the
Doves .

It seems a little drunk ,
House of smoke turned gray ,
Unwind , pillaged against the grain ,
And began to gather Seryoga —
Today was a difficult day ,
Yes, and I on the road again in the morning .

And nothing that I did not
academician ,
But not passed me
Beauty of life .
Let someone and difficult
Mondays
And I take it easy , if there
Bro .