Merry poems

         A cat

I know a cat,
It’s grey and fat.
Its name is Little Fog
It likes hot-dogs
And milk in the cup.
Its teeth are very sharp.
Please, children, let’s chat:
Do you know this cat?

   My friend’s puppy

My friend has a puppy
It’s small. Its name`s Chuppy.
They’re together all days:
They play different games;
They jump and run with a ball;
They like to spin and to roll.
So,I can’t understand -
Where’s the puppy,and
                where’s my friend?

           A chamomile

Between white and big petals
There is a little yellow eye:
Its look is beautiful and special...
What is it?  ...A camomile.

               A red rose

It is as red as a magic flame.
Its thorns seem to spear even stones...
Can you say, what it is? Do you know its name?
Of course, my friend, it’s a red rose.


              In our land

Many different animals
Live in our forests.
They’re all very beautiful
Kind and honest.
There are many fish
In our rivers and lakes
Each of them is goldand jolly
In this there are no mistakes.
Don’t you belive my friends?
They’re fairy things in our lands.
Oh! Come on. All together.Let’s go!
And you’ll get convinced yourselves
That it’s so, that  it’s just so
Your eyes will look at these themselves.

            An old man

There was an old man
Who lived in a big van.
He had many little birds
But he said only some words.
He went to the forest in a day
And he used one and the same way.

Nobody knew what was his name ...


            The Wonder

I saw two litle kittens
Who had jumped over the moon,
The cow had put on mittens,
The dog had eaten with a spoon.

           An awful man

In our town there is a man.
He is tall like Big Ben,
He’s as round as a giant pan.
The man is very base
He has an awfull face
And a big black case.

Every night he goes into a  house
Where there is a black  cat or a mouse.
Besides, he catches naughty girls and boys
Who cry, don’t want to sleep and break toys.


             If I were...

If I were a giant man,
If I had a giant pan
I’d take off the stars
From the sky
And with pleasure I’d cook
A giant pie.

If I were a little man,
If I had a little can
Of course,I’d gather
Some sweet dew
And I’d make some tea,
My friend, for you.

            The snail

Once, when it was summer
A snail went to the city.
But the way was a long.
That’s a great pity!

The snale didn’t sleep
And tried to go again and again.
But it came in the city
When winter began.