Edward Lear (Эдвард Лир)

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There was an Old Man with a flute,
A serpent ran into his boot;
But he played day and night,
Till the serpent took flight,
And avoided that man with a flute.

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Жил-был Старец, владелец волынок.
Заползла ему кобра в ботинок.
	Он волынкою доброй
	Прогнусавил над коброй
И змея уступила ботинок.

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