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The Ballad of Cat Basil,
Cote with a capital letter,
who managed to make his own way in life.
source - panizosya

I, as a small businessman unlucky (with twice: once in Belarus, the second - in Israel) - always interested in the period of initial accumulation of capital, since I did not have this capital, and could not manage his money.
I heard this recommendation: the initial capital needed to steal. Then you can work honestly.
The Ballad of Basil - a sad reflection on this theme.





Lived Master Cat Basil:
Sweetly eating, sleeping peacefully.
Vassenka fed meat;
Grief Vassenka not know.
It was, of course, the cat -
All cats envy - here!
For cheeks have Vasyutki
Even the legs are not visible,
And it walks like a duck -
From excessive thickness.



Bob thought last forever
Will this grace ...
But in light of all of course:
Became our Vasya - fast!
In authority uncle
(He thinks for us),
Vasile without looking,
Suddenly issued a decree:
He suddenly let go of price:
From the bondage of the chains ...
Raced at full price
From cats and from people.
One day at lunch
Bob got vzashey:
"Oh, you fat parasite!
Do you want to have - catch mice!
If you do not catch the mouse -
So he'll blame,
For now, John, you know:
The meat is too tough for us!
So, Vaska, if stupid -
Will you just have soup! »



And it is for Vasyatka
Oh! - Bad times!
The mouse, though the taste is sweet -
It is very fast!
Very handsome Bob passed,
Emaciated and furious,
Where had happened to ambition:
He drank from puddles to eat garbage dumps.



In the bazaar at torgovok
Vaska fat steal;
He was brash and agile,
And the habit has become a thief.
He was a bit repeatedly,
And sworn many times,
The skin became to shreds, in spots
And in the eyes of the fire went out.



But one day, a miracle,
He - imagine! - Dragged
I do not know how much,
Enormous ham.
Thoughtful Vasek:
"No, I do not eat the whole piece!»
I thought and thought and came up with:
Dragged him to the basement,
A basement restaurant he
"Vasily" called.
And a neighborhood cats,
All his tail pipe,
They ran with all his
In the cozy corner.



Bob rowing money,
Live happily ever after,
Bob rubs his paws:
"It seems to go!»
He bought meat, fat,
He invited the orchestra - pliz ...



It seemed - it is not enough;
Founded striptease:
Three bedraggled Murka
Under the cat screeching and howling
Every day, remove skins
Before a roaring crowd.



Do not get into the restaurant,
Rocker smoke goes,
Even a small steel building -
So coming down to the people.
And Basil opens
Restaurant "Overseas cat»:
Just let foreigners,
Only takes dollars.



Soon a network of restaurants
He owned all over Moscow:
Where to buy, and where fraud
He took possession of all the good ...
Bob thinks money,
Bob sings songs ...
Vasya now everyone knows -
Well now live!
He eats salami sausage,
The fish - sturgeon only ...



In general, life - imagine yourself:
For the fate of the rich goodness!
Zalosnilas skin again,
Abdomen had grown again,
Vasin weight reached such,
What has neither sit nor stand.



But we do know this -
Bob is still a good cat:
He is now the owner
Former Vasenkin lives.
Every day a large bowl
Vasily pours milk,
It gives a little myastsa:
He pities the fool!



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