My grandmother twirls a sponge,
My grandmother twists the sponge.
Grandma sold the fur coat.
My grandmother has three rubles in her purse!
Just all worn out sponge,
No faces left,
Did not have a Cup grandmother
In early youth!
The Cup, however, was given there,
Who cared about the edges,
Grandma didn't get the Cup,
She didn't need a babysitter.
Nannies b taught
With a sponge to handle,
And then I wouldn't
With the Cup to say goodbye.
So on this sponge
We need to take a loan.
Who will pay the loan,
He will win!
The sponge is all worn out,
Straight to pure zero.
This song was composed:
Si, La, mi, bimol.
01.01.2020
Imitation Garik Sukachev-My grandmother smokes a p
© Copyright: Мария Филипповна Макарова, 2020
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