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tankuju naftu a látky přídavné.
Však v kaluži něčí se tam postavím,
co bylo to za… Jméno jeho nevím.
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The Ballad of Cleese and Reese
I’ll tell you the Ballad of Cleese and Reese,
the famous pirates of the Northern Seas.
They used to get on together with ease.
Hookers, plunder, and sails in salty breeze,
that was their life, their daily bread and cheese.
A message mere
If you just read this, my dear,
that does mean I’m no more here.
My mouth won’t speak, your eye’s your ear,
‘cause I am just a message mere.
I may’ve been killed by a spear,
I may’ve died while hunting deer.
I may’ve drowned in a pint of beer,
or it may’ve been just one chance sheer.
That matters not, but now hear,
just before you shed first tear:
I’d never known the end was near,
until it kicked my foolish rear.
When she comes, it may go queer,
though, my friend, do have no fear.
You will just take off all your gear,
and then we’ll meet, so up you cheer.