Fatty and skinny went to bed
Fatty rolled over and skinny was dead
(-- Unkown)
Prez gorite, prez poliata,
Pod zvezdite, nad zhitata
Shte patuvat prez noshta,
Risuvat prez denia i shte spiat do obed
Viatarat gi bruli na srebaren MZ
I shte piat gorski chai ot zlaten samovar
Litsata im greiat s ognenen zagar.
(-- Mira Aroyo)
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