Katherine, Kate, Katherine! I do like everything about you! You like a Christmas tree. You cost one ruble fifty, To put price up - put any dress on you. Iíll buy you every funky dress with bunts and roses, With golden things and everything you want - Donít worry, youíll look better then Dolores, The one I killed last year she was hot! Donít be afraid my Kate, my dear Kathy, And our life will go nicely through! Not only that! It will be sweet and sweaty! Iím cutting girls not every year though. My dear Katherine, make up your mind! Iíll hack my t-shirt on my holly chest - To everyone Iíll show finger! Got it? Letís go baby! Later youíll be dead...
© Olga Mona. Translation, 2005