FLAG OF THE HOLY MOTHERLAND

   And then the girls even thought of sending smoke from the chimney. Yes, what? Tarpaulin! This is altogether like mockery. But the kid rushed to carry out this order. The tarp from the smoke pouted, and Oleg carried over the sea waves in the direction of Australia.
   The boy sang in despair;
   I was a simple child in the king"s country
   My father landowner plowed ...
   But he lived in dreams of knighthood hussars,
   And boldly with a stick in a fight son waved!
   Then I flew to the fleet Tiny
   The prince issued my pass to the ship ...
   Do not sugar service, you believe kids
   There you need to take firmly not to fall!
   Fed poorly, but flogged,
   On the heels of the stick - whipping boy!
   No, such a child did not want a share,
   Freedom wanted, young man Ilya!
   Dreamed, I also believe about wealth,
   I wanted an ogle barefoot boots ...
   But there is no sea, you believe chaps,
   All that I have - will be released for the debts!
   But then it happened, we got a marque
   There was an unequal fight, we suffered ...
   And I ended up in a pirate paw,
   And this is like in the hell of Satan!
   Flogged long, a cat, a seven-tail,
   Then the fire came to my bare feet ...
   The pirates beat the young man very hard
   They wanted to make the pain stronger!
   The boy was holding fast in torture,
   Not a moan, crying, did not even sigh ...
   He turned out to be a real hero
   Drawn, know the strap as a stubborn mule!
   And the pirate captain was surprised
   You seem to see our man ...
   And they lighted the filibusters of the face,
   Such a young boy has a chance!
   He became a pirate on the harsh seas,
   And also in the battle drowns ships ...
   Now the boy has a new initiative,
   Learn, try - so as not to get stuck!
   Pirate of course guy is thievish,
   But honors the laws of brotherhood as a canon ...
   For idle talk, even dryish,
   But arrange screaming acceleration!
   The boy grew up, and grew wealth
   Managed to find a bride at once ... The authority of the brotherhood,
   To some extent, he and God and the prince!
   But luck turned away wildly,
   The experienced pirate got into a terrible captivity ...
   Knew on the skin, what is famously,
   He understood what chaos was!
   On the rack, the hero held firmly,
   And he did not betray anyone, did not say ...
   Although he was promised even a kingdom,
   And promises an endless shaft!
   Then swept in chains to the scaffold,
   There a great executioner prepared his sword ...
   Such is his work,
   One blow to the head cut down!
   All at parting knight bowed,
   He said: forgive me if I am guilty ...
   The swing of the ax - the chunk rolled,