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Funny, funny poems for the New Year
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Here I am! Hi Hi!
Give beard correct.
To you came an old man
Firm congratulate the holiday.
We eat and we drink,
And the clamor as restless.
Who will make us -
The same will soon come to us.
I wish you, my friends,
In the New Year, and under the beaker,
Just like me,
All have their own Snow Maiden!
And second of January
On the bed, stretch,
Just like me,
With Snegurkoj wake up!
New funny greetings
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Otskazalis tales
Song died down.
Without love and affection
Even in a field closely.
Even the New Year
There is no one to congratulate,
And under his head lettuce
There is no one correct.
And the sock torn
There is nobody to mend,
And cheese bitten
There is no one to eat up.
On the back of naked
There is no one stamped,
And neck Russian
There is no one to climb.
Even with reproach
Teschenka no heed
And for a period of a lifetime
It does not send a daughter.
Even in anger raging
Do not be overtaken in-law.
We wish for the future
Meet all love!
Funny poem for the New Year
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Olivier sliced a bowl,
They steal a Christmas tree in the forest for a long time.
And Champagne ready box
Only here the soul cries, not that!
Wants everything has already happened,
That drunkard came Santa Claus
And he said: "My dear bratuha,
I brought gifts for you! "
But I am afraid that can not be kept,
You gifts as expensive.
I tried for you perfectly,
So look, do not let me down, dear!
And give me a grandfather mersedesik,
The villa on the sandy shore.
And led, and security together
That will save me from the killers.
Platinum card with the account,
It consists that the set of zeros.
Hats - sable, both trendy photo
Activities like the ancient kings,
Only with modernity, abruptly,
That there was a cash car,
That beauty, yachts, the sea, the case -
Leave to like a sweet dream ...
To like a sultan in his harem,
I sported a nice day and night.
Oh, how cool alive, perhaps!
Only here I opened my eyes again -
On the table a dirty dishes,
And to face all stuck mayonnaise ...
It turned out, was over, all the wonder,
And my Grandfather Frost hit the road in the woods.
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