maninlove

Russia is my country.
Krasnoyarsk my city.
And I always hungry,
I'd like eat a kitty.

I'm very stupid man,
But I love to learn.
I like "Zenit". I'm a fan.
I don't like to stand in turn.

I don't drink or smoke,
I only girls f*cking,
But once member broke
And no one could s*cking.

Money is my passion.
I'm very cunning fox.
I understand in fashion
And now, without a jokes.

I love my girl, my second love.
She's tender, passionate and pretty.
She is my noob. She is my dove.
She's everything to me. She is my kitty.

I'm Russian man, so this poem awful...

And finally,
I have an adequate person, just a bit of a fool, Ololo! I look forward to your postcards, the truth-the truth. =)
You can send me another card, which isn't tied to postcrossing. And I'll necessarily send a response card. (Esli ti znaesh russkii, to prosto tak ne otpravlyai otkrytku)

P.S. please write in the card name of your local football club.