Gulliver And The Army Of Girls - Рыбаченко Олег Павлович. Страница 4

- Well, you give! You write great!

Gulliver noted:

- I write well sometimes - yes!

And winked at his partner. In any case, he is a kid with a very crushing blow.

And the girls are moving with the aim of fighting, and their mood has become extremely combative and aggressive.

The warrior boy sang:

Even though God forbade duels,

But I feel a talent for the sword ...

I fight seven times a week

Though I'm not a duelist!

The Viscountess sang in response:

I am a girl, I clearly have views,

And in the fight showed the highest class!

But everyone sobbed from resentment -

Why was she born a girl!

The female warriors continued to march, their slender, muscular bodies flexing their muscles. This is really female girls.

Gulliver asked his viscountess partner:

Where are we leading our troops?

The girl giggled and replied:

- Let's go somewhere! And this fight will be very decisive for us!

The boy captain remarked:

- When I got into a world where instead of people there were the most intelligent creatures, horses, then ... I thought, nothing could be more wonderful. But then it turned out that there are also eternal children. And not so stupid!

The girl objected

- We could develop better technologically. But you see, there is no incentive. Moreover, to bring into our beautiful, harmonious world, also gunpowder and guns, and cannons, and maybe something worse!

Gulliver according to threw:

- Yes, it could be worse! And so you have an idyll. And even if a tooth is knocked out, a new one will grow here in a few hours.

The Viscountess nodded and chirped:

I want my childhood to never end

So that it rushes after me ...

Not knowing years!

Knowing no trouble!

The boy captain nodded with a smile.

Yes, that's probably great...

The girls that marched, and many thousands of them took and sang in unison:

The rain across the sky scattered star fragments,

We prepared a sharpened stake for Orcschism !

Tanks "Tigers" are just rubbish - a dirty flea market,

The Wehrmacht expects a furious rout at once!

Our comrade Elfin the leader is the power of millions,

He has a fist, a granite machine gun in his hand!

We will be able to defeat - rati from Sodom,

Our strength is a monolith - fortunately on Earth!

Our party does not have more important things to do,

How to save the people, the Motherland good!

Febbels demoniac to hell with nonsense,

And the victory will be, believe me, to spite all the devils!

Know the beauty of the elves-light is famous for its power,

She has a heavy blond braid!

And in the battles with the Orkshists, the youth will become famous,

Will come to life, having risen up, the Light country!

Do not let Orkler - snout to the elves poke their noses,

The mustachioed man thinks that he is a cool God!

We will march along Orklinskaya street,

No, the one who is pure in soul will not become a slave!