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Poprygunya Dragonfly
Summer red propela;
Did not have the look,
As winter katit eyes.
Pomertvelo a field;
There is much more light of day,
As with every piece of it
He was ready and the table and the house.
Everything went: from the winter cold
The need, hunger nastaet;
Dragonfly will not sing:
And who is in the mind will
On an empty stomach to sing!
Evil sorrow dismayed,
By ants creeping it:
«Do not leave me, Kum cute!
Let me meet you with the force
And just days before veshnih
Feed and heating! \"
«gossip, it is strange to me:
Yes work is my only weapon you have in the summer? «—
She says she Muravei.
«Until then, my only weapon, my dear, it was?
In soft glaze with us
Songs, frolic every hour,
So that the head vskruzhilo «.
«Oh, you ...» — «I am without a soul
Summer is a whole all sang «.
«You\'re all singing? the case:
So scat same poplyashi! \"
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