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Hungarian tales (kis gomboc)

Once upon a time there was a poor man in the world, it was a wife, three daughters and a little piglet. I once killed a little pig, the meat is hanged in the attic.

Already sausage, loop, ham, little pig ran out of everything, but it was also the lump. Once that is ráéhezett the poor woman, the oldest daughter sent up to the attic:

- Go, my daughter, bring it down to five small balls, cook.

He went to his oldest daughter for it, as he wanted to cut down, cried the little dumpling, "Hamm, eat you!" - With swallowed him. I've not persuaded to wait downstairs. I sent the poor woman's daughter in the middle:

- Go on, my daughter, look at what the elder sister is so long.

He went up the middle girl, looking for his aunt, and that he found it wanted to cut the dumpling five. But the dumpling itself again shouted, "Hamm, you can eat you" - He took with this one too. I've never been able to think not at all down there, why do not you come to the two girls, he sent up the poor woman is the youngest daughter:

- Come on, girl, go up already, take a look at what the two elder sister. Then bring him back the five long last dumpling.

He went to his youngest daughter, but this is only absorbed by the throat. Even the two old did not know what to make of things not at all.

- No, father - says the poor woman - I see myself to go up there. Now they certainly eat the dried cherries.

He went to the poor woman, looking for his daughters not to mention, you want to cut the five dumpling, dumpling but this is swallowed him. The poor man just waiting, just waiting for them to not come, she thought, maybe there is something wrong, it went well. As you go near the small scoop, it shouted, "Hamm, you can eat you" She swallowed him that too, but the bad string have five people could not stand it, broke off a small dumpling. He started to spin, was rolled-rolled in the attic stairs, went straight to the street. On the left there is a lot of Reaper, came home from the fields, the little dumpling those also shouted, "Hamm, you can eat you!" He took with them as well. Again, it was rolled farther, to find a long-gone soldiers, they also shouted, "Hamm, you can eat you" He took with them as well.

Again, it was rolled farther, once reached only a bridge, from which the water until it was dehydrated, had just gone to a chaise, small dumpling wanted from him to jump aside, so as not to bruise, but fell off the bridge crack as the side spill out of many people, each in his own business went, there was a small dumpling craked.

If you have not cracked a small dumpling, my tale would have lasted longer.