16.01.2021
A little prick
Where do you climb, well where to?Do think about that:
He, definitely is not a prick
But only little one.
He's a prentice, he's a chick
A kitten, a sparrow
He trembles when all alone
You whisper: ' Don't be shy!'
What's charm, oh my God!
Eyelashes are as in a movie
And you're crawling home
From Khimki to Strogino
And tomorrow's morning is a new fight
Be courage, Zhanna D'Ark
He is helpless with you
What is he a prick!?
He so helpless, when
Time lack and force majeure
For him this as off the hook
He is a baby, he's a trainee
He's become a shy guy, he isn't in a thrill
He wants to hang out
He wants a tit and beer
And children's Pectusinum
Due to the fact, a baby coughts
(it's probably a bird flu)
And you fly to him by an arrow
To make strip dance treatment
Do whirll, turn around, treat
And don't tell him about yours
Cause he has one hundred causes :
Or a runny nose or a binge
You'll get for all this
A punch on rose-colored glasses.
But if a luck for rookies
It maybe and for little pricks!