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Сообщение от DSF
growth - and no rooks!
Pasha came out for the fence,
He pulled out a powerful bludgeon.
On the fence nakropal:
"Savrasov painted the rubbish!
Three birch, five Grach --
Eka nevidal исчо!
I visited in Paris,
We must grow - there learned.
Buy my pictures! "
Signed: Pavel Tyryshkin.
"Well, who are not doras,
He канешна - ... ... »
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Yes evto poems well, but like everything else? Well who else is on the fence ... ... Rooks, Rooks, then cackling about. The point is repetition is a tragedy Savrasova.Pochemu so much repetition? Or is it not written in the native language, how do you know.