You can' t of doings that, Walchuk of
young. The Pole of North belongs to the
children of the world, '.
i' ili Wow, Santa, you are real!
Privyet, Tovarish Canada!
Funny story for you, '.
I was strolling up here, to gettings away from cold,
And I ran into Greenland.
And it so of happens, Greenland dresses like Father Frost every December.
Such nice Tovarish, he does this to make children of world happy'.
He plays of good Father Frost'.
He even convince me'.
He teaches me of Christmas songs, and the joys of Christmas,
He even give me ice cream!
I had nothing to Bib, spent all on vodka, but I teach him of glorious
language of workers and peasants, him fast Beamer, very smart'.
I see you have met him too'.
And you teach of hockeys! How do you like the hockeys Greenland?
Greenland?... Father Frost Greenland?