Lev, korol' zverei, reshil sdelat novi zakon v dzhynglyah;
nosit oruzhie zapreshyaetsa, a kogo poymayet, v zadnitsu zasunet.
Nu, v pervi den' poimal lisu s pistoletom. Lisa plakala, no zasunul.
Sledushi den, poimal volka s avtomatom. Tozhe zasunul.
Treti den, poimal zaitsa s yashikom pushechnih snaryadov.
Zayats to plachet, to smeyetsa.
"Cho plachesh, svoloch?"
"Snaryadov mnogo!"
"A cho smeshovo?"
"Da vot bloha na tanke yedet."