Cenerilla and the Grey Prince.
There was once in the earth of Albione a young girl named Camilla. All called her Cenerilla because she had not been born from noble and magnanimous loins. The poor girl grew between the quips and the jokes of its more beautiful sorellastre's of her. It was not very attractive. It had an equine face and of the footsies that you/they put on a comfort forty-one of clog. Of beautiful it had only the legs, forged by his continuous to ride. Because she with the horses was found very well. They resembled. The young girl that whispered to the horses, called her/it.
One day, all polish and curried, walking for the woods, she met the Grey Prince. The prince was said grey because you/he/she was always sad and he perpetually had an opaque air. He had been born sad. And it was not even him of beautiful aspect. it Had two ears that seemed two parabolic (as Damino says when he/she sees the ears of S.B.) and a beautiful profile, also him equine. As they were seen they were sniffed and they recognized him. It was love to first nitr.. at first sight. For the forest it re-rang tall a neigh, rather two.
And so, the two persons in love neighing and trotting they lived happy-go-lucky. The Regina Madre of Albione however for his/her/their son it had in mind other aspirations. For the future monarch wanted us a young bride, beautiful and of noble origins. The two giums.. ops.. persons in love were so separate. The Grey Prince married him the Sad Princess and Cinderella Camilla you/he/she went to wedding with another. And so they ended the walks under the head of hair of the locusts.
But our heroes not demordevano, even if the life with them had not been very equitable, but only equine. The two under under they pawed and they the brake. They met of hidden in some handling or in the stalls of the abode of the Prince that it was still Hereditary after 30 years because the Regina Madre didn't have any intention to throw the cuoias. Rather it put the witticism of the Crown into practice: God save The Queen and it always turned with some horseshoes hidden under to the many colored real bonnets.
But since in all the fables that respect him there is always the happy ending, because of to follow him of events, tragic for others and fortunate for them, the two persons in love found again him, after quite a lot years, imbolsiti and hoary, but free from the precedents bonds.
Other legend of the days of the Merla
They have called this way the days 29, 30 and 31 of the month, brief periods in which the cold returns.
The legend tells that the Merla, pursued by the cold of January, that had only 28 days in origin, it looked for shelter in a trunk cable. At the end of the month, believing to be to the sure one, it went out of the trunk and it had a good time mocking January. These, made then him lend three February days, that it had twenty-one of them and it prolonged the cold to make spite to the Merla. It was così that the Merla, to warm up herself, was sheltered in a reed of a fireplace and solo when it returned to the light it realized to have become black. From that day today January still preserves its 31 days to remember to the Merla not to pick around it up.
And the figure of the Merla I have done her me. I would have liked to see my face when to the supermarket, to the box, opening the purse I have not found the wallet...
Dear pickpocket, child of a big unknown m…adre, if you have eaten to I gobble up with my credit card, you owe yourself us to strangle and it owes the cagotto to come you for a week. If you have bought something it has to burst you everything among the hands, so you cannot use her more to steal the people. I would know me where to put you the feet.. 
HAPPY W.E.
DEFENSE DE FUMER (IMAGE DE MARCELO BENFIELD)
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