korol i shut – (!!! Zaebis as saying Pot) Sorry, No Guns

Author: korol i shut
Name: (!!! Zaebis as saying Pot) Sorry, No Guns

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Old creaking wheels of carts,
Mare spanked hooves on the dirt.
Tired grandfather smoked and thought of the inn,
Mare 'he said: Hurry to the village take me!

Sorry, there are no guns!

But the anxiously looked to the forest side.
Wolves sensed - have realized, that hour is his grandfather.
Ride a gallop, if not tired of living,
It is not our neighbor popped Shaggy!

Sorry, there are no guns!
A ferocious predator in the evening damn dangerous!
And to the village - a lot of miles!
Way in the fog mare is not clear!
Not clear!
Goni!

But suddenly the mare sharply in the direction of dashed,
He tore the reins and ran off like a whirlwind.
The cart on its side in an instant overturned
And my grandfather was eaten that night ...

Sorry, there are no guns!
A ferocious predator in the evening damn dangerous!
And to the village - a lot of miles!
Way in the fog mare is not clear!
Not clear!

Goni!
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