Who knocks on the door you see at home. The most romantic song about love. "And the fly is also a helicopter, but without a gearbox." II. "Hand is stubborn in the door ..."

On the river floats the brick, wooden as glass, well, let yourself float, we do not need a foam.

Who knocks on my door, you see there is no one, come to me yesterday, we will ate the pies.

Who knocks on my door, you see there is no one, come to me yesterday, drink tea when you leave.

The sun shines directly into the eye, sunbathing my back, fly is also a plane, only small.

The sun shines directly into the eye, it means that we are going to the Caucasus, the sun shines directly in the ass - we return to Europe.

On the wall crawls the iron, the Red Army fighter. A horse came up to him - also seeds nibble.

Who knocks on my door, you see, no one is at home. This is me, my wife came. Come one by one!

On the river floats the ax, striped like a dumplings. Fly is also a plane, only small yet.

The tractor goes to the fear, the legs are hairy, here the cow is flown, too, the tree pecks.

Fucked pop across the bridge, dropped a penny. Jumping, jumped, did not take out, took the army.

I'm lying on the shore, clicking dumplings, the tractor of my legs moved, where my ffyaker.

Who knocks on my door, you see there is no one, come to me yesterday, will dance songs.

Along the wall crawls the iron, well, let yourself crawl, because on the roof there is a nest, ironing it is full.

On the table is a watermelon, on a watermelon of fly, my friend, a kiss of a brick, no one gets married.

They walked around the forest Kolobok, the Red Army of the Fighter, well, let them go, maybe his nest.

Submarine in the steppes of Ukraine
died in unequal air battle.

There was a high citizen of low growth,
Was curly, without hair
Thin like a barrel.
He writes to his son.
"Dear daughter!
Alive, well, lying in the hospital,
Owl of throat, I want to eat
Come quickly, I do not want to see you. "

When you go to the Caucasus - the sun shines directly into the eye.
Return to Europe the sun shines directly in ... (pause) the same eye.

On the wall crawling brick - the Red Army Hurray!
and behind him one more ... it means here they have a nest!

If you want to smoke - boots on the stove.

Along the wall crawling brick, wooden, like glass, well, let yourself float, we do not need a foam!

How from the gardened jo ...
BUT? What? Yes, nothing - yellow shirt!

How on the carnival three old women ...
BUT? What? Yes, nothing - happily danced!

On the wall crawling brick,
And behind him more brick.
Well, let him crawl
Maybe he is his wife.

On the wall crawling brick,
Hairy like iron
Well, let yourself crawl -
Maybe he has a nest!

Walked a high man of low growth,
Curly, without hair, thin like a barrel,
He has no kids, only a son and daughter!

Already healthy, lying in the hospital,
head on the lower back
Owl on the throat, I want to eat, even a cow swallowed!
Come quickly, I do not want to see you!

Two crocodiles flew. One-right, the other is green. How much is a kilogram of apples, if you unscrew one nut from the locomotive?

On the river floats the brick, the Red Army Fighter.
I wanted to catch him - I ran away by a penish friend.

A brick crawl over the wall, and the other crawl behind him.
If you want to smoke - there are socks in the corner.

Bear came out of the forest -
All knees in cucumbers.
Turned around and went.
And what you take with drunk.

On the river floats brick
Red Army Fighter.
Here the crow came up
All shirt in roosters,
And dumplings gnaw.
Muha also a helicopter.
Let me ask me a tank!
This is a song about love!

On the wall crawling dolphin
All knees rimmed
Well, let yourself crawl
Maybe there is his nest.

Hedgehog too man -
If you see from above.

On the bridge there is a soldier,
Red Army Fighter.
Well, let yourself stand
He looks like Lenin.

On the village rides the tank,
Hairy legs.
I won't go to
I will hang on the gun.

The sun shines in the left eye,
I look like Lenin.
The sun shines in the right eye
No one gets married!

On the table there is a glass. And in a glass - a cockroach. He waved my paw. We are not afraid of a gray wolf.

Two crocodiles flew
One green, the other to the north.
Why goat tv,
if she does not smoke.

There is a Georgian on the mountain
he nibbles one leg.
Why does a leg nibble?
He has fate.

Who knocks on my door?
See no one at home!
This is your sister came,
even the light bulb.

There is a Georgian on the mountain
He stands quite alone.
Why is it all alone?
He has such fate!

Come to me yesterday, we will look at the radio.

One day in the student winter
I sit behind the pilot in the dungeon,
I look: rises slowly in the go
Skilled in captivity of the young.

And sincerely, it is important, in calm chinny,
My lucky service, Maja in short,
In large boots, in a served coat sheepskin
Cutting food pecks under the window.

Who knocks on my door,
If no one is at home?
This is me, your sister,
Get acquainted.
Come to me yesterday
Should knock me on the call.
We will watch radio
TV will listen to
If you want to smoke
Boots in the corner are standing.
So we look at the movie.
Breaking the brick,
Wooden glass.
Well, let yourself float,
We do not need a foam,
Fly too plane
And iron as a mattress.

Lisiza fled on the forest
Perpendicular to the tail held
Why did he keep so much?
And because the tricky was!

If your wife left you,
And then came again
If you let him
You are not a man, you are not Georgians!

The sun fell due to clouds
The most beautiful thing in this world
I will give you i'm key
Twenty two for twenty-four!

The gun shifting, picking up the blood of the abdominal blood, you will be jogging to naked and nude.

Two boys walked. One beautiful, the other also fell into the pit.

Right now as a pate
Will you jog
And Moto nasty.
On your grave will be
Cooking cachet.

A bear sits on the glass,
Red Army Fighter.
I wanted to catch him
He, Pernation, flew away.

Who knocks on my door?
See, no one is at home.
Come to me yesterday
There will be no one at home ...

On the river floats the iron
From the village Zuyevo ...
Well, let yourself float,
Error ... (Chertova)!

And fly, too, a helicopter,
But without gearbox,
And on the wall crawls dumplings,
And all the knees in cucumbers,

He is wooden like a brick,
He's hairy like a tram,
And this song about love,
And you do not forget her!

On the fence sits hare,
Scrap stuck
I looked under the bed -
Hello, Hello, New Year!

On the river floats the brick, wooden like glass, well, let yourself float, we do not need a foam

Who knocks on my door, you see there is no one, come to me yesterday, we will ate patties

The river floats the ax,
Red Army Fighter,
I wanted to catch it -
Flew feathers flew away

Who knocks on my door, you see - no one come at home, come to me yesterday, we will fry cucumbers

Who knocks on my door, you see - no one come home, come to me yesterday, drink tea when you go

On the wall crawling brick,
And behind him more brick,
And behind him more brick -
So they have a nest

The sun shines directly into the eye, sunbathing, my back, you need to close the window, and then you can become a black

The sun shines straight into the eye, sunbathing, my back, fly, too, a plane, only a little more

The sun shines directly into the eye, it means that we are going to the Caucasus, the sun shines right in the ass - we return to Europe

On the wall crawls the iron, the Red Army fighter. The horse came to him - too seeds gnawing

Who knocks on my door, you see, no one is at home. This is me, my wife came. Come one by one!

Who knocks on my door, you see, no one is at home. This is me, your wife. Grapes you prince

On the wall crawling brick,
And behind him crawls another
Well, let yourself crawl,
Maybe he is his wife?

On the river floats the ax, striped like a dumplings. Fly is also a plane, only small

The tractor goes to the fear, the legs are hairy, here the cow is flown, too, the tree pecks

Pop acted across the bridge, dropped a penny. Afterbed, jumped, did not take out, I was taken to the army

On the wall crawling brick,
Hairy like a tram,
It's a song about love
You do not forget her

I'm lying on the shore, clicking dumplings, the tractor legs moved, where my fuffy

Who knocks on my door, you see - nobody, come to me yesterday, will dance songs

Who knocks on my door?
I hear - no one no one.
Come to me yesterday!
The door is open to the castle,
We will watch radio
We eaten pies

Walked around the forest bun, the Red Army fighter, and let them go, maybe his nest
I sit on the shore, I can not lift my leg. Do not leg, but I can't anyone else.
Climbing on Fuji.
A piece of clay.
Let's leave him alone.
Oscar Strelkov.
It was in January, Sunny April, was dry on the yard - knee dirt,
On the brick pavement made from the board, there was a high citizen of low growth.
Alive Healthy in the hospital, fled down - I want to eat, come all your relatives - I do not want to see you.

The river floats the brick,
Black and purple.
Well, let yourself float,
Maybe there is no it
***
When still young I was
I loved me madly
Long ago it was friends
When still young I was
It sounded over me
Having poured and beat in the glass
I kissed her sometimes
And the time for us is unnoticed
Etc.
Muha - Blonde Bird
Fly - battle helicopter
I wanted to be born
To get along with you in the flight
But I'm not the same
And there is no my flies for a long time
She does not buzz that
She does not knock on the window,
Forgotten feelings in the chest,
And my heart is gnawing a snake,
And there is no one in front.
Oh, fly! Oh, my bird!

N. Oleynikov. FLY

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You're not even a real child, - a human part in the doorway decorated for the holiday covers a vase with treats with hand. Will not give. - Where is your owner? "He can not leave the house," Sabrina adds a light breath at the end of the phrase. She is not able to frankly soling on a similar question, but suddenly this female will imagine anything like a sick cub, and still squeeze a little of these delicious crispy lollipops into a multicolored strip. - Do not tell the fairy tales, we are clearly the Great-Age Ocoltus asked. Go away. The view of the woman focuses behind the back of the cyborg - the biologically natural children are approaching. Sabrina is seized a trick in case of refusal, because today you can scare and blackmail people. In the measure, of course, but you can. But the sweet wants more, and more efficiently, it is necessary to leave there as soon as possible, where they did not have visited yet. It passes by the guys, one of whom depicts a parody of a cyberkop from old movies. Of course, no one will confuse this living boy with a reasonable doll, and they will receive candy. The boy is about one of one with her growth, and Sabrina prevents the area of \u200b\u200bhis body - whether it is not to change the outfit on a suit from human skin, as a symmetric response. No, the loyalty program will not allow it to do - Sabrina cannot have an action or inaction to harm the reputation of the owner. What can not be Sabrina - disguise under the real girl. Her body has adolescent proportions, and so that the Ethics Commission does not find fire, the cyborg series of Lolita reduces human-likeness. Not a person is not a pedophilia. Attempting to increase similarity with pure representatives of rock is regarded by the loyalty program as the same threat of master reputation. The calculation of the route offers a perspective option: near the sector for visits, local children do not seek to go to strangers, competition is lower. Knock Knock. Behind the door chocolate cookies in the hands of a young guy, caramels are not. - Sweetness or nasty! - Smiling red hat with red-red eyes. A man smiles in response stretched out the box, but here for his back is drawn the second, older: - Vallas, who is there? - Today, the carnival, as I understood, explains the marked with messenger. - It is customary to give those who will knock. "I know about these satanic fun," the eldest is curved. - Do not learn to participate in them. And you, young child, should not walk at night without accompaniment ... so. Vallas, she is fake, warning you. Sabrina decides that the gesture of voluntary donation is still counting, grabs the cookie and immediately bits, so as not to be selected. "She eats as a person," the keeper is surprised. - Why fake a child? On, take it yet. - You have not seen them before, yes? They know how to eat, and a lot of things are able to, but there are no souls from these mannequins. Specialist in souls looks after it, Sabrina recognizes the characteristic view of the male. "It's sinner," Sabrina responds to a look, the eldest blushes and snatches the box. - Enough! Says, desert. The following six attempts are unsuccessful: someone does not want to feed someone else's cyborg, someone does not know that today is a holiday. Sabrina shows the greedy and unstring focus: the decoration of the hairstyle, two large red chrysanthemums in the temples are actually inserted into the holes in her head, and she takes out them, slowly pulls the stems, and the red food dye, filled into the tanks instead of water, flows into the tanks and Drips, dripping, dripping ... dirty, but the fun is worth it. At what other day the loyalty program will allow her a negative impression? The pursuer catches it in front of the seventh door: the one that gave cookies is only now without a box, but in a white shirt, a black tie and a backpack behind his back. - Wait! In his perky smile, Sabrina does not read hints at risk, freezes waiting. Scans and checks with the base of registered faces available to any cyborg. The name, arrival date, arrived straight from the Ark of Patriarchs as part of a group of adult young community. Born on board, registration in any of the living worlds is not. Therefore, in a secular territory for the first time. - What about the transaction: will we be partners, the catch in half? - You are not enough for you, your costume does not scare, and your sectors do not allow you to fall out unclean power. "Oh, I don't break anything," Vallas winks and clings to the chest black plate with the surname. - Raise me. He picks up a call signal itself, in his hands there is already a book with an ancient symbol on a dark cover. Opens a large bank of fruit caramels in the arms of the next female individual. The individual is surprised, but it does not have time to say: - Hello! - Vella's voice is full of bright joy. - Want to talk about God? Sabrina has a good reaction and she catches the jar in the air, but she was complete and part of the candy still scatters. The first of the hotels, which will be shurred in them for this night.

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