Friday, May 11, 2012

Krkavci

Devcatko, utikej, krkavci se uz sletaji. Krouzi niz a nize. Devcatko, nevahej, na lyzich, nebo bosky, utikej. Devcatko zmizelo. Z okna se sklebi starena bezzuba. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2/2011
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