Out of all the food, my favorite sarma,
All the other pieces are not up to her side,
The mixed meat is rolled up nicely
In the leaves of greens, so you can see joy
The sarma is real after a few days,
When you see the solid fat on the top.
Drips down your chin, the broth is fine
You throw away the utensils, you get hit like a pig.
All day my wife scolds me for just eating
I'M SLEEPING AND I FART
For those things that are so dear to her, I no longer have
Neither the will nor the strength
Honestly, I don't feel like
Sweating on an ostrich while she naps
And I really don't care what the bitch eats
WHEN SHE GOES I TAKE OUT THE VEGETABLES!!
SARMA (somewhat like)
SARMA (eat right)

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