Danechka, I for you baked
Houses it baked tasty pie and villages for Danechki with the book on a sofa to wait for the son.
She knew that the son will come and will tell I do not want a feast hectare, it is also not necessary to wait for me, but could do nothing with itself it seems lat.
On the street darkened when on a ladder were distributed to Danki ny steps.
He entered the room and frowned.
Danechka, I for you baked tasty pie about iznesla mother.
The boy frowned and as if choked.
Having coughed up shis, he told Thanks of mothers, I awfully got hungry.
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