In city N one beauty lived
And every man was grieved
That she did not agree
To drink with him a cup of tea.
He also was in love with her,
And now she said:You're welcome,sir.
And then this kind pursure
Fell in open sewer.
And shivering with fear
The girl had phoned the policlinic.
Two men put him on stretcher.
Oh,poor,poor creature.
It wasn't easy treatment,
It was for him a torment.
He was ill for 7 days.
And when he walked with happy face
The same with him occured,
But this was other girl.
An unhappy pursure
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