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Грався з чубом вітерець –
Кум до Кума навострився:
Взяв духмяний папірець
(В день на ньому перцем грівся),
З діжки смачний огурець
(Смак до нього причепився)
Дошкуляє зміст увесь,
Наче кращій шмат гостинця?!
У гостинці є й млинець,
Пляшка теплої горілки,
Як козацький молодець,
Кум з’являється у хвіртки:
Здоровенькі Вам були –
Кум до хати поклонився,
Де кума сопить завжди –
Та заходь, от! зупинився…
Вже в передній, вліз в сінці,
Той же час – перехрестився,
Й Кум лежить...

Cats sleep anywhere,
Any table, any chair,
Top of piano, window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard with your frocks -
Anywhere!
They don't care!
Cats sleep Anywhere!

Don't cry, Caterpillar
Caterpillar, don't cry
You will be a butterfly - by and by. Caterpillar, please
Don't worry about a thing
'But,' said Caterpillar,
'Will l still know myself - in wings?'

When the heat of the summer
Made drowsy the land,
A dragonfly come
And sat on my hand.
With it's blue jointed body
And wings like spun glass,
It lit on my fingers
As though they were grass.

Hey diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such fun,
And the dish run away with the spoon.

Higglety, pigglety, pop!
The dog has eaten the mop;
The pig's in a hurry,
The cat's in a flurry,
Higglety, pigglety, pop!

Underneath the water-weeds,
Small and black, I wriggle,

And life is most surprisng!
Wiggle! Waggle! Wiggle!

There's every now and then a most
Exciting change in me,

I wonder, wiggle! waggle!
What I shall turn out to be.

The moon's a big white football,
The sun's a pound of butter.
The earth is going round the twist
And l'm a little nutter!

'Witch, witch, where do you fly?...'
'Under the clouds and over the sky.'

'Witch, witch, what do you eat?...'
'Little black apples from Hurricane Street.'

'Witch, witch, what do you drink?...'
Vinegar, blacking and good red ink.'

'Witch, witch, where do you sleep?...'
'Up in the clouds where pillows are cheap'.

A chubby little snowman
Had a carrot nose;

Along came a rabbit
And what do you suppose?

That hungry little bunny,
Looking for his lunch,

Ate the snowman's carrot nose...
Nibble, nibble, CRUNCH!