A Parable about Gorpyna

Once I sat down by the fence

to feel up Gorpyna

on the hill a woodpecker pecks

my dick stands so hard it makes you want to cry,

I move closer —

— undress, my dear heart,

when Gorpyna undressed —

— my god — what a picture

— a pile of boils on her ass

— hair sticks out like on a dog

instead of tits, a wad of cotton

and from her cunt a rag sticks out,

such was the picture,

my dick fell like a drunk from the fence,

and so as not to invite trouble

— had to spit and scram!

(p.s. — sorry — no Ukrainian alphabet — font in the computer)

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Confession of a Frightened Uncle

Ukrainian folk obscene round dance song "I Go Out the Gate".

I go out the gate

a cunt is stitching with a machine gun,

I got scared and behind the house

there a cunt is throwing a grenade,

I got scared and onto the stove

there a cunt is fucking a brick,

I got scared and into the oven

there a cunt is fucking a rifle,

I got scared and into the mortar

there a cunt is fucking a dick,

I got scared and into the shed

there a bull is fucking a goat,

I got scared and into the reeds

there a herd of mice is fucking,

two are fucking, two are laughing

two are lying fucked out.