In anticipation of the Prince

When I'm old aunt
And an evil bitch certainly
The nightmarish run-flat pantyhose,
Also slightly crazy,

When I'm going to go with a stick,
Scratching his hooked nose,
With the old faded wool
On his head instead of hair,

Was coming to me unexpectedly,
Ironically,
My long awaited prince asshole,
My pure beauty.

Only he would look at me with one eye open - and lost the ardor of love ...
He mumbled: Infection!
Bastard! Where you used to be ?!

And he put in a glass jaw,
Sigh ... il il puknet iknet:
Mumbled quietly, my darling!
And legs like a bag fall.

I walked over to you, suffering torment,
I stupidly feats accomplished,
I'm saving up gold and jewels,
And collecting the crumbs of knowledge.

And now you deserve!
Now pryntsessa, all yours!
Ah, the old bald warrior stupid!
And what do we do, my e-?!

In this little horror
Morality, we still find:
As long as you can - enjoy !!!
And after pryntsev wait.
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