Male krabice
skakaly dolu
po schodech velice.
Jsou to jen krabice.
Skakaly ve Stribre
po schodech ven z radnice.
Piskal jsi: Male krabice.
Ucarovaly mi velice.
Byly to krabice,
tancovaly u kasny
uprostred namesti.
Vitr jim k tomu piskal:
Male krabice ...
Rano prijel nakladak.
Posbirali nevyspale krabice.
Krabice skoncily na skladce.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville, 11/28/2011
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