How difficult it is to get used to people,
Their hug and kiss,...
Loving and thinking sometimes,
About a certain aunt with a scythe,...
It is painfully familiar to all
And everyone is indebted to her,
And not one of all the living,
Will not escape it in the century,...
Although, we play hide-and-seek with her,
Another, and runs after her,
She is peacefully drawing beds,
Oblique favorite of his,...
Как сложно к людям привыкать,...
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