vanochka, get the eggs, get the butter, so that the young bula is liquid right now, good, so berino,ut in the tsukru. and there are no children, two, three and five, god forbid, by the way, give me milk, lik, linno, mikhailo, but not put a lot of salt so that the young ones don’t have a salty share, good, good, my dear little one, if you are so powerful with your fists, don’t blame me, for god i will. but i don’t want to, oh, it’s kneaded, it’s light, it’s a good dough, good, good, take my dough, take it to a warm place, don’t let me come, don’t let me come, mikhalko, help me, oh, you’re my liar, i’m a great liar. i grew up young, oh, i grew up in the garden, in the garden i grew up on green jagors, i got sick, i got wet. the union of the thieves was kidnapped, the young doba was scolded, the young widow was scolded, sachined, marveled, who is to whittle, who is to peel, who is the skin, who is the commodity, who is the villain, who is the robber, sennya kanchatkova. kropka followed the route of the pasyanichy village in the pinsk region. the first letter riddles date back to the yea