Пурга-кочерга

Ох, пурга-кочерга !
Карусель между явью и невью
Отметелила нашу деревню
У меня вся изба в синяках

А печная труба
Словно шишка во лбу
Озорные мальчишки
Закидали снежками избу
И поехала крыша
Поехала крыша
По-е-ха-ла

Ой, держи, все равно не удержишь
За ее ледяные края
Поскользнешься на ровном железе
И сыграешь в колодец
А вода студенистая
И полководец
Перед сломанным жезлом
И проиграна битва
Вот погоди, дочитаю молитву
И весна отомстит за меня !

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