Thou unconsolable daughter
Said the sister
When wilt thou trouble the water
In the cistern
And what irascible black bart
Is the father
And when young Margaret's waistline
Grew wider
The fruit of her amorous centaur
Inside her
And so our heroine withdraws
To the Taiga
Said the sister
When wilt thou trouble the water
In the cistern
And what irascible black bart
Is the father
And when young Margaret's waistline
Grew wider
The fruit of her amorous centaur
Inside her
And so our heroine withdraws
To the Taiga