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      The lion has a stellar weight

      The First Pylon of Heaven

      They pat the Lion on the wool

      Mandatory process

      Everything will go well in the future

      He is a king

      It is necessary to him only to study

      Expect, be silent, tolerate

      After all, school is worth the candle

      Head above shoulders

      And should she and shoulders

      And save everything else

      The lion does not hurry to the savannah

      He cherishes the health

      And in a good sanatorium

      In vacation his way lies

      Baths, mud and narzan

      In the province of the former partisans

      Air, forest, a little salmon

      Fruits, crabs, Parmesan

      Eliminate the Internet

      Sleep, walk, SPA, lunch

      And for royal health

      Nothing and better not