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Английская версия "Бей меня, режь меня..." | ||
Thread me like beads, Round on fishing line, Taste my things and - Rub me, make me shine! Work upon some words, Whit tales and love stories. And kisses without feelings Touch and lard me. Kiss me, kill me, Eat me. Inside you - only bogs, In your heart - dark forest You're sly like fox, But you look like honest. With your lie you make minced meat, And if you want - lick me clean. Unnecessary things Was take away with wind, Touch and refresh me, Cut me, beat me, Eat me! For your guests on diner I'll be very tasty beef roll. For make themselves more cleaner They wipe fingers on my soul. Cut me, beat me, Eat me!
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