Текст песни басни Крылова - Демьянова уха.

"Sosedushka, my light!
Please, attempts ".-
"Sosedushka, I'm fed up" .- "need not,
Another bowl; listen:
Ushytsya, her same-s, is welded to the glory! "-
"I ate three plates" .- "And, full of that due to:
Only would hunt -
And in health: Eat to the bottom!
What the ear! Yes, as a fatty:
10Kak amber if it was covered.
Amuse same dear darling!
Here Leshchikov, giblets, here sterlet piece!
Even though the spoon! Yes bows, wife! "
So regaled neighbor neighbor Demyan-Fock
And do not give him no rest, no date;
And with Phocas long ago rolled hail sweat.
Yet still he takes the plate:
Sbiraetsya with the latest force
And - cleans all. "This is a friend I love you!"
20Vskrichal Demian: "But really donnish not stand.
Well, eat a bowl else, my dear! "
Here is my poor Fock,
No matter how fond ear, but from disaster such
Grabbed an armful
Sash and cap,
Most home without memory -
And from that time to Damien or foot.
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Writer, you're happy, since you have a direct gift:
But if you keep silent while you are not able
30I near the ears you will not regret:
That Know that your prose and poetry
Vomiting are all Demyanova soup.