In ancient times there lived an old man and an old woman. One day he looked at the old woman:
"Bake me a snail," he said.
"We don't have it." What do I cook the dumplings for? Said the old woman.
"If you hit the supra, you'll get enough flour for the snails," said the old man to the old woman.
The old woman scooped up the supra and gathered enough flour to make a loaf of bread. The old woman mixed the flour with sour cream, made zuvala, put it in the oven and put it in the oven.
The stew is red and nicely cooked. The old woman took it out of the oven and put it by the window to cool.
As he lay there, the bored snail slowly rolled out of the window, down the couch, and came to the door. He went from the door to the corridor, from the corridor to the stairs, from the stairs to the courtyard, from the courtyard to the palace, and out of the palace to the road. As he was rolling down the road, he came across a rabbit:
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