A rich pop zasporil with the poor priest of the village. Were they complaining about his. He called the poor and the rich. They come to him. Bishop says:
-From Popov-the fools! Find something to argue about!
Asked the rich?
-What time is it?
He pulls out the watch from his pocket. Bishop says:
-20 years, Remi, and you find yourself fool! Had to look at today and this is the time to begin to sing, that hour is sung: the voice of the voice of the eighth or first! Come on you, says Bishop-priest, a poor answer, Blu, when you know how with rich Sue!
-Say, your grace!
What God is doing today?
-And I was told that his home is not,-I was there!
-And where is it today?
-Went to the desert!
-Why?
-Hemp up!
-The well it hemp?
-A whip to!
-On what?
-And you beat, why weren't asking!
-Well Done! Bishop said. -The village is for you!