Rekl mi, ze si to vypiju.
A tak piju z cerne louze
casne zrana,
pres den taky.
Jakepak strachy.
A pak spadnu
hubou do blata.
Budu pekne strakata.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
9/15/2009 Pottsville
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
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