The Gardener's June: "We want English chives, green as billiards and thick as carpet"
After this decision, the inexperienced gardener picks himself up and goes to the nearest periphery, when he finds a hawthorn or a net of a tennis court on a drunken and bare goat with a thin goat.
"Grandma," the gardener says amiably, "wouldn't you like a nice grass for your goat?" You could marry her as much as you want. ”
"And what will they pay me for?" Grandma says after some deliberation.
"Twenty crowns," says the gardener, returning home to wait for his grandmother with a goat and a sickle. But Grandma's not coming.
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