King:               So this is the creature,

                        Which has the turn-into-gold feature!

Daughter:       Turn-into-gold-feature-creature?

                        Hogy vinne el a reaper!

                        I can sing only,

                        For 240.

King:               Ha, ha, good joke! Funny,

                        Little-dear-mysweet-darling-bunny!

                        Turn money into gold! NOW!

                        Do it, I don’t mean how!

Angel:             Tell him, father, tell him, please,

                        That she can’t do that!

Father:            Do the best you can, my child,

                        I know you dreamt about something wild;

                        Here is it: do, or die!

                        Is it clear, Hi!

Death:             Sadist! Die, you sadist guy! Why didn’t you say that?! ********!

Narrator:         So the king took the girl to a dark, wet room,

                        What was the Room of Endless Doom.

King:               Here is 1HUF! If you can turn it into seven tons of gold,

                        Before you become bold,

                        You’ll be my –ONLY MY- slave,

                        If not, you’ll wake up in your grave!

Death:             If you can’t, you’ll die,

                        God say. Hello, hi!

                        You will die, you will die,

                        If you just cry!

Daughter:       I can’t do this,

                        And I have to piss,

                        So I’ll die, I’m happy,

                        And I don’t have my teddy,

                        So I’m very happy,

                        I’ll die because of Daddy!

Angel:             Hey, God or Satan or Allah or Buddha,

                        This event is very-very durva,

                        So help this young girl!

God:                No time to do that, sorry my dear,

                        But you don’t have to fear.

                        Maybe you can do this stuff,

                        Or if not I gonna give you a cuff!

                        I excuse your lack of abilities,

                        And that you don’t have facilities,

                        But as your father mentioned the king is a rot,

                        This is the point of the plot,

                        So if you can’t do that, there won’t be happy end,

                        And your life gonna reach a fatalbend.

                        With three words, you gonna die.

I have to go now, hi.

Narrator:         The girl sat down and started to cry,

                        I don’t know why.

                        But on the other side of the world,

                        In a village which’s name you haven’t heard,

                        An ugly goblinlike creature lived,

                        Started to make a brainnugget ripped,

                        In order to make a drink against impotence,

                        Which God gave to him because of his active presence

                        At the fruit-situation in the Eden Garden,

                        Where Adam and Eva ate that warden

                        And God sentenced them to mortality,

                        Which was an antihumanist brutality.

                        Yeah, this guy was the slave of devil,

                        A creature of incarnate evil.

CSHN:            I want to be potent again,

                        To make some sex-for-money bargain,

                        To go through several buildings,

                        Without leaving there any virgins.   

                        But for this liquid I need a baby to eat,

                        And than a cable car and a bus seat,

                        But that will be easier to find,

                        If I don’t go mad or absolutely blind.

                        So first of all I need a quality mother,

                        The nation or sex doesn’t matter,

                        But I need the baby, without injuries on it,

                        Without hurting a little bit.

                        Of course the supermother must have a superbaby,

                        Not just something little, thin utcavégi.

                        After that everything will be easy to gather.

                        First of course, I kill the father,

                        Then take the children, then comes the mother,

                        Then I will be happy, and potent again,

                        Végigmegyek the whole Tejútrendszeren,

                        And no virgins will remain still virgin,

                        If I see one, I quickly gonna go in,

                        Then enjoy the situation as much as I can.

                        <evil laugh>

Narrator:         And on this night, this creature

                        Heard the cry of this little female creature,

                        And decided to visit her,

                        And see if it is a babydeliverer girl.

                        So the superhero creature came,

                        I can’t spell his name

                        It weared super-silver super-clothes,

                        And had eight cars and ten boats.

                        So he wasn’t a very poor man,

                        He was with five yeas over ten.

                        He wanted to help.   

CSHN:            Hi! Don’t cry!

Daughter:       What? Who the hell are you?

                        You are the executor? That can’t be true!

CSHN:            It doesn’t matter who I am.

                        I can’t spell my own nevem.

                        Of course, I am not an executor,

                        But you can call me a sindistributor.

                        But who is this sad young lady?

                        Maybe you don’t have a baby?

Daughter:       I’m just a simple peasantness,

                        And I don’t have a baby, yes.

                        But I have to turn a HUF into gold,

                        Before I become bold!

CSHN:            Oh, but why you cry?

                        You can tell me everything, don’t be shy!

                        Who said you have to do this?

Daughter:       The king said that!

CSHN:            I see. I can do it,

                        If you can pay me the cost of two packet mirelit.

Daughter:       No money, no work, sou say?

                        And what about my necklace, hey?!

CSHN.            OK, that’s enough.

Narrator:         And he took the necklace,

                        Put a smile on his face,

                        And turned the money into gold,

                        Before the girl became bold.

King:               Hey, you did it! Haha! Today you’ll do it again!

                        What a superf*ckin good bargain!

Daughter:       Noooooooooooooooooo!

Death:             Ha, ha, ha, ha! You’ll die, you’ll die!

Narrator:         So the king left her in the room and a credit card too.

                        And of course, unspellablenamed came again.

CSHN:            Don’t cry again! I saw you’ve got a ring…

                        You need my help, or the king…

Daughter:       Ok, take it.

                        But then let’s do your bit!

Narrator:         And he took the ring,

                        And did the thing.

                        Then the king came in…

King:               You did it again! Wonder!

                        From now on, you are not a slaughter!

                        You’re my wife, the queen!

                        But you have to do it once more!

                        There’s an empty corner of the store…

Death:             Ha, ha, ha! The king will kill you! He will tear out your backbone!

                        You’ll die! Ha, ha!

Hey, this reality show is so exciting.

I haven’t ever seen so nice thing.

                        One girl in one room alone, crying,

                        Hopefully gonna die before morning!

Daughter:       Come out, come out,

                        Little creature,

                        With that turn-into-gold feature!

CSHN:            I heard you’ll be the queen, my dear.

                        But do not fear!

                        I do the job for you again, but of course it’ll be a bit expensive.How?

                        Very much. Why? Inflation, you know…

Daughter:       I’ve given you everything what I had. But I can pay when I’ll be the queen! I give you anything what you want!

CSHN:            OK! Then give me your firstborn child. You said you don’t have any. But I know you’ll have.

Daughter:       No! Just not my child!

CSHN:            Then hello! I leave you here alone, and then the king will kill you!

Death:             Kill you! Destroy you! Torch you! Tear out your backbone! Eat your eyes! Taste your brain! Cut off your head! Have a bath in your blood!

Daughter:       No! Don’t go away! I need your help! OK, my firstborn child will be yours!

Narrator:         The unspellablenamed sat down and did the work.

                        The girl became very happy. She became the queen.

                        They lived in perfect happiness…

King:               Come here, my dear! It won’t be very painful.

                        You know, me, I am not cruel…

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