Колбасу жена не ест, Мясом не питается. Контролирует...

My wife doesn’t eat sausage,
Does not eat meat.
Controls his weight
Trying to lose weight.
And where else to lose weight?
How much can you starve?
Paul is sweeping ... I see a broom
And you can’t see the spouse!
There is, of course, a plus in this:
Once a star can become
Kohl filmmakers start
Make a film about Auschwitz!
I wake up one night
I poke around the bed
I can not find a spouse
-Where are you? My dearest!
Somehow it became ill right away,
Cold sweat appeared.
-Are I really loose
Somewhere close the window?
No, all the windows are closed.
Only there is none anywhere!
Or maybe in the toilet
Been out of need?
And then, when I washed it off,
Then her water flow
Is the drain sucked into the network ?!
Looked, cheers, outside
The door is closed in the toilet.
It became easier, but not much.
Where to look for her now?
Suddenly I hear a rustle in the kitchen
Like a mouse lives there.
I’m coming in, my wife is sitting!
And crackers gnaws.
All done with the diet!
I’ll throw the scales out in the morning.
I’ll buy you, dear,
Fat, meat, sausages !!!