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“At first he sang like this: I am birds, I am birds, I am always cheerful and healthy. Then he decided to change the words a little, and it turned out: I am birds, I have birds, I am awake, and cheerful, and healthy. And then he introduced himself as a bird - a cage in his hands and a snare. And a helpless bird beats in the snares, which is hardly to the songs. Some element of deliberate cruelty peered here, and in order to soften it, he changed again and sang as follows: I am the good old-it was the old and kind-with these words the element of deliberate cruelty, if it was not completely destroyed, then softened to a large extent,- I am a good old bird, and everyone around me is healthy ... And all the time, while he sang in one manner, then in the other, he continued to stomp in the spot, and stopped only when he trampled on green sherna - as he wanted to - Two small black platforms. Only then did he stop stomping and sing and looked around ...
Author:
Author:Tublin V.
Cover:
Cover:Hard
Category:
- Category:Fiction
- Category:Modern Literature
- Category:Poetry & Literature
Publication language:
Publication Language:Russian
Paper:
Paper:offset
Series:
Series:-
Age restrictions:
Age restrictions:16+
ISBN:
ISBN:978-5-8370-0763-7
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