Sometimes I See, It Is Impossible To It,

Sometimes I see, it is impossible to it, and sometimes I feel that can not turn out. I as arrived? "My Druzhochek, I ask you, fall asleep carefree, have a rest. Appease the greedy, arrange more conveniently, have a sleep, my smart guy. Well, press down a head a small pillow, though half-hour, though for an hour or two!." I will persuade, I will cover, I will throw with a dressing gown, and I leave from it bed in kitchen on affairs that it not to raise. I am then come to it, sleepy, had a rest, bends psychological dumped, forgotten about stress day or even lasting many days, here here at it in an appropriate place the horn indestructible immediately and grows! And to it it is nice, the soul easy, joyful, inspired, a body triumphs, and to me - a soul holiday, a heart name-day! I have it then so much, how many it is necessary to me, both still and still many times. And after all could - to mock, offend, and, as they say, neither, nor people. Correctly say that there are no women cold, is only insufficiently .