Humor - The Tale of Tsar Saltan. Continuation of the fucking fairy tale trilogy...

CKA3KA ABOUT KING SALTAHE, ABOUT HIS SON
THE GLORIOUS AND MIGHTY BOGATYR PRINCE
    GVIDOHE SALTANOVICH AND O
   THE BEAUTIFUL SWAN QUEEN.

(continuation of the fucking fairy tale trilogy...)

Here all the sisters live in the kingdom,
 In a fucking state.
  Both sisters were of service,
   The following were useful in the royal business:
    Became the first driver
     In the moonshine industry.
      And the second one, oh her mother,
       She began to attack the guards
        Waste drug
         Even wide at times.
          Well, the third sister,
           It's a month since she should calve.
            The king didn't fuck carefully
             And the consequences are clear.
 He hasn't slept for six days!
           He thinks about what to do with her.
          On the seventh day itself
         Old and unshaven stump
        He says to his queen:
      "Be my wife, murderer!"
     Well, when the sisters heard,
    Having pressed a couple of joints,
   Envy began to flog
  On the sisters my own flesh.
 From now on they don't like her,
They don’t caress, they don’t dove.

There was a war at that time,
 It was terrible shit:
  Electronics Next Door
   Bringing great disasters.
    Fucked up, fucked up mother,
     Play with electricity.
      The king is getting ready for the journey
       Show that fucking horn
        Why is current not a toy?
 Not a harmless piece of shit.
          ANDforever he wants
           Bury the electron.
            Everyone is crying at the king over the dick:
           And the queen and grandma,
          And sisters of course -
         Moonshine and Courier.
        The king punishes his wife:
      "You're not a dick at all.
     Behave modestly
    Don't put the scythe in your mouth.
   And when you give birth to my son,
  They sent me a picture of him:
 How much does he weigh, what is his height,
Dick is small or big.
 Don't forget, look
  Send me news about him!"
   And in tears and snot he
    I took the moonshine from my hand
     And he screwed up,
      He smacked, grunted and kicked.

The month is coming to an end,
 And it seems like it’s time to give birth.
  And she gave birth to a daughter.
   Well, neighbor, well, exactly the same!
    And so as not to offend the king,
    (Still doesn't see him)
     He wants to fuck him
      To make you happy for a moment.
       And the queen at the same hour
        I wrote a couple of sentences:
         Like, he was born, so and so,
          Looks like a daughter, no matter how.
           I don’t have a dick, not even an arshin,
            Lost it somewhere, you whore.
             You can see he's in my pussy
            Didn't fit. Well, well!
           The dick was apparently about six meters away,
          Once he couldn’t fly there.
         I just know, from the dick
        There's not a damn thing left.
       Only a through hole,
      And all around the hair.
 But, having given the letter to the messenger,
    It did not reach the king.
   Moonshine with Courier,
  They took the letter frommyself.
 A messenger for a cool blowjob
Relaxed my thin end.
 They took the letter and tore it up,
  And they wrote something else,
   What was born, not that schmuck,
    It's not a toad, it's not shit.
     Looks like Elektonika
      He looks like a fierce enemy."
       And to the joys of the sisters,
        That letter is being carried to the capital,
         The army where the king stands.
          He tells everyone to fuck off
           And in deathly silence,
            He looks at the letter from outside.
             But as soon as I read it,
              I immediately fucked myself:
              "I forgot, damn mother,
             Shaw my dick can't get up.
 I am impotent and sclerotic,
           Bitch, Tommy the Tank Engine."
          And in sorrows the king,
         Understanding your lesson
        The army immediately orders:
      "People! Fucking fuck!
      Quickly to the castle and the princess
     Throw into the blue abyss.
    It’s not easy to drown,
   But also let them go by hand:
  Everyone will cum six times
 Well, then take KAMAZ
Tie the fuck to it,
 In the body, yes, scrap metal.
  And letting go of the handbrake,
   Hai and the child are flying there.
    Fuck it, I need her
     Damn, she's such a scoundrel."

 1999.

 (to be continued...)
Author: Skorodumov Vladimir