Ljepuškasta djeca
The soldiers were singing, the goulash was smelling, the cheeses were blooming white, they drew up a pre-millinated arrest protocol on Marcelo Flanderka, he admitted, he didn't deny, although he must have known that this was a harsh trial.
And in the court of law, they take it as a hop trope, leave the joke, sign Flanderka. He confessed, signed, all with a smile, so they took him under bayonets to the garrison prison...
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