favorite poems by katya matveeva, the white birch tree under my window was covered with snow, as if it i take it, i went to school six miles away and not on asphalt, like in your city, well, son-in-law, let’s go to the guests. do you have a lot of people, your flood pits? 354 people, that’s without cats, that’s it. with katyukha 355, katyukha we have gold, but lucky , yes lucky, lucky, we are lucky, and how small our electorate is, it’s not enough, but in the region, blamonge, we have this electrolyte, that’s all we all listen to. “katenka, why didn’t you write in the letter that you married a good man, you were embarrassed , hello, what do you have here, a wedding, they were just waiting for you, katya, katya, forgive me, and secondly, i just want say, i respect you, there is something to respect you for, there is nothing for me, i behaved disgustingly, i’m sorry, you don’t have to continue the whole this circus, if you want, i'll leave here immediately, i'll never bother you again, i really. i’m very ashamed, i just wanted to get my grandfather’s inheritance, so as not to depend on m