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flertishia11 — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 17:40:03 +0000

در غروب دم یک روز زمستانی بعد از دیدن چهره ی چرک و چالان رفقا و چادرهای سیاه بانوان محترم نقش اول در تلیفیزیون وطنی بر آن شدیم از آن بشقابک بالای سقف اقلکن نیمچه استفاده ای بنماییم. پدر جان آن بیلبیلک تلفیزیون در دست هی این کانال اون کانال می کرد.

THE CHIMNEY SWEEPERS

flertishia11 — Wed, 02 Nov 2011 00:27:30 +0000

When my mother died I was young,

And my father sold me while yet my tounge,

Could scarcely cry "weep! 'weep! 'weep!"

So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep.

There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head,

That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved; so I said,

"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for, when your head's bare,

You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."

And so was quiet, and that very night,

As Tom asleeping, he had such a sight!