Trees they do grow high

[sestra_kerry]

Детские воспоминания, блллин...

Ощущение незаслуженной порки. Выпороли просто так. Ни за что, просто для профилактики...И основательно - ни стать, ни сесть, ни лечь...Остается ходить, кряхтя и держась ладошкой за пятую точку.

Вот так всегда...

...Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong,
You had married me to a boy who is too young.
I am twice twelve and he is but fourteen,
He's young but he's daily growing...

Daughter, dear daughter,I've done you no wrong,
I had married you to a great lord's son
And he'll be a man for you when I'm dead and gone,
He's young but he's daily growing...

Father, dear father, if you see fit,
We'll send him to college for another year yet,
I'll tie a blue ribbon around his head
To let the maidens know that he's married...

I'll buy my love some flunnel,I'll make my love a shroud,
With every stich I'll put in it the tears they'll pour down,
With every stich I'll put in it the tears they will flow -
Cruel fate has put an end to his growing...

Вовочка-коровочка, корова тебя забодай.