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Это меня пробило на тему "Рогалик и капучино". Прочие экзерсисы, несравненно лучшие качеством, смотреть в сообществе
rogalikapuchino
Мелодию народной американской детской песни The Cat Came Back можно прослушать тут: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNyqXsv4Ueo
Old Mister Johnson had no troubles of his own.
He drank his capuccino with pleasure every morn,
He dunked his croissant and was happy as a cat,
Then Alex came at him and said "What's that?!"
Chorus:
But Alex came back the very next day,
Alex came back, we thought he was a goner
But Alex came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
Quoth Alex: "You can save many millions in cash,
If only you keep off that dietary trash!"
Old Mr Johnson snapped his fingers snipp'ty snap,
And a burly mafioso put an end to nasty yap.
Chorus.
The next time he appeared, Mr Johnson was on guard:
He threw him in a car and went to the junkyard.
He put him into junkpress with hardly a remorse,
But elasticity of Alex was a match for any force.
Chorus.
Mr Johnson's son-in-law was a kind and thoughtful man,
He bought some anthrax virus and he spread it on Koran,
He sent it to Obama and signed "Alex, mojahid".
And said to Mr. Johnson: "Well that should make him quit".
Chorus.
adlib.
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Мелодию народной американской детской песни The Cat Came Back можно прослушать тут: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNyqXsv4Ueo
Old Mister Johnson had no troubles of his own.
He drank his capuccino with pleasure every morn,
He dunked his croissant and was happy as a cat,
Then Alex came at him and said "What's that?!"
Chorus:
But Alex came back the very next day,
Alex came back, we thought he was a goner
But Alex came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
Quoth Alex: "You can save many millions in cash,
If only you keep off that dietary trash!"
Old Mr Johnson snapped his fingers snipp'ty snap,
And a burly mafioso put an end to nasty yap.
Chorus.
The next time he appeared, Mr Johnson was on guard:
He threw him in a car and went to the junkyard.
He put him into junkpress with hardly a remorse,
But elasticity of Alex was a match for any force.
Chorus.
Mr Johnson's son-in-law was a kind and thoughtful man,
He bought some anthrax virus and he spread it on Koran,
He sent it to Obama and signed "Alex, mojahid".
And said to Mr. Johnson: "Well that should make him quit".
Chorus.
adlib.