На смерть внутреннего попугая.
Покойся с миром.
10.10.09 — 16.09.14
Polly wanted too much crackers
Polly spoiled me too much blood
Polly’s now a pile of feathers
Blue and red and green and white
Polly always was a trouble
Polly let me live a lie
Polly knew how much I love him
That’s why Polly had to die
It’s a pity see him leaving
It’s no fun to lose a friend
Do believe, I’m really grieving
Hope he goes to pure land.
На смерть внутреннего попугая
© Copyright: Летучий Мыш, 2014
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