А МЫ ВСЁ ПЬЁМ Let's take a drink guys! Let's take a drink yet! See all wrinkled muzzle, Like baryg trembling hand, The side where the liver is the whining, And flabby body creaks, And the soul that is bothering While the bottle is alcohol. Let's take a drink, at least for a day! On the beer does not go any more, Though hard to cope with this, And yet, let's take a drink!

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АНТАРКТИДА No, it is not true that the south No frost is not, nor blizzard. You believe me friends, What's on the pole, the south, Very cold and blizzard - This I know. There's snow and ice floes Whitechest penguins in spite of bad weather Proudly march waddle The black coat On fishing - that's what freaks! P. Zaitsev