To my glass
I've swiged off your fiery dew
And morning seems to be no bad
My thirst is gone! I'm someone new !
And looks so funny coming day
(And limpid worries, by the way)
Although the retch still on and on-
I have strong stomach ( frankly say).
Among my friends I'm Quencher One
Wow! I can stand! (but can no run)
That evening- party was so hot
But that was best that could be done.
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это пародия на стихотворение Игоря Захарова
I ve found myself in love with you
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/28/1162
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