Plum pie nursery rhyme

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You think the real estate market is treacherous today, try England in the late 1530s. That's what the nursery rhyme "Little Jack Horner" is really all about.

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ELLIOTT: Here to explain is our London librarian Chris Roberts. He's the author of "Heavy Words Lightly Thrown: The Reason Behind the Rhyme," and he's at our London bureau.

Hello again, Chris.

Mr. CHRIS ROBERTS (Author, "Heavy Words Lightly Thrown"): Hello. Hi, Debbie.

ELLIOTT: So who was Little Jack Horner?

Mr. ROBERTS: Little Jack Horner was actually Thomas Horner. The name Jack comes up in nursery rhymes a lot, usually to reflect a slightly knavish character, a bit of a ne'er-do-well. So I suspect that's why they changed his name to Jack from Thomas.

(Reading) `Little Jack Horner sat in a corner eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said, "What a good boy am I."'

Where to begin with this? This is talking about the dissolution of the monasteries, Henry VIII taking property from the Catholic Church. Jack, as we know, is actually called Thomas Horner. Now he was a steward to the Abbot of Glastonbury during the reign of Henry VIII. This is how the story goes: He was entrusted to take some title deeds of properties to Henry VIII as a bribe so the abbot could keep the main monastery, but was prepared to give away some of the lesser properties.

Now the title deeds were held and sealed in a pie, and Jack's off to London. But instead of delivering the bribe to Henry VIII, he helps himself to the pie, puts his hand in, pulls out a plum piece of real estate--in this case, a place called Mells Manor--and thinks he's very clever for doing this. That's one version of it, that Jack is a thief and he's stealing the bribe that's intended for the king. And he...

ELLIOTT: So was this common? Is there historical evidence to support the theory that bribes were often delivered in pies?

Mr. ROBERTS: It comes up bewilderingly often in nursery rhyme. And it's--I think the pie is used as a metaphor. I think it's not necessarily what we would think of as a pie. It's just referring to a means of concealing a document, concealing anything. It could be jewels in some cases. Now the Horner family, who incidentally lived in Mells Manor until the 20th century, are quite outraged at this slander of their ancestor and understandably so.

And there are actually two rhymes that mention Mr. Horner. The first one that mentions him is: `Hopton(ph), Horner, Smith and Finn, when the abbots went out, they came in.' And a much more likely reading of what happened is that Thomas Horner, along with the other people mentioned in the previous rhyme--Hopton and Smith and Finn--were up-and-coming gentry. They were Protestant, they were local merchants doing quite well for themselves in the area around Glastonbury, and that they bought the property. You could see it as an early example of gentrification. They bought the property at the time admittedly at a knockdown rate, and admittedly the land had been stolen from the Catholic Church by Henry VIII. This seems to be what happened after the dissolution of the monasteries. The king didn't keep all the land for himself; he distributed it amongst his supporters so he then could rely on their loyalty should anything occur in the future, should there be a rebellion in the future. I suspect, though I can't prove this, that the popular `Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie' version is actually the Catholic take on proceedings there.

ELLIOTT: Chris Roberts is the author of "Heavy Words Lightly Thrown: The Reason Behind the Rhyme," and he's a librarian at Lambeth College in South London.

Thank you, Chris.

Mr. ROBERTS: Thank you, Debbie.

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Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating his Christmas pie,
He stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum and said
"What a good boy am I
What a good boy am I"

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet,
Eating her curd and whey;
Along came a spider,
And sat down beside her,
Frightened Miss Muffet away, oh yeah
Frightened Miss Muffet away

Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating his Christmas pie,
He stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum and said
"What a good boy
What a good boy
What a good boy am I"

Words: Traditional
Music: Ian J Watts

Origin and background

We have joined together 2 historical nursery rhymes to one song: Little Jack Horner and Little Miss Muffet. Both rhymes sound similar and both rhymes use the same metre. Ian J Watts has set the new songs to music.

The first part of "Little Jack Horner" is about a boy eating Christmas pie. He sticks his fingers into the pie and pulls out a plum which is very naughty of course but the boy seems to be pleased with himself and says: "What a good boy am I." So far so good but the rhyme seems a bit pointless. There must be another meaning because if these lines were pure nonsense they certainly would have disappeared at some time.

This is a possible explanation: Little Jack Horner refers to the secretary of the Bishop of Glastboury, Richard Whiting (1461 - 1539). The bishop was concerned about the expropriation of the monasteries arranged by Henry VIII. We mentioned him before, King Henry VIII, the father of Mary I Tudor, who was kept back from the thrown due to one of the many marriages of her father and became Queen of England later on, trying to restore Roman Catholism in England (see Mary, Mary quite contrary). But back to the bishop and his worries regarding the menacing expropriation of Glastboury. To forestall the threat of expropriation, he sent his secretary (Jack Horner) to King Henry VIII, with a cake, in which the deeds of manors were baked in. The most valuable of these documents, the Manor of Mells, is the plum, which he pulled out of the cake.

However, Richard Whiting failed and was accused of treachery because he did not officially abondan Catholism. Jack Horner was called as a witness when the trial took place and he incriminated the Bishop. At the end of the trial Jack Horner was given the Manor of Mells and his family remained owner of the estate up to the 20th century. There is another Nursery Rhyme dealing with the subject:

Hopton, Horner, Smith and Finn,
when the abbots went out, they came in.

This is another proof that there might be some truth within the legend. Horner stands in a row with a series of commercially successful Protestants: Hopton, Smith and Finn. All of them purchased land at a very low price after it has been taken away from the Catholic Church.

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Speech therapy exercises are important and necessary. But how quickly they get tired of doing them if adults insist on daily monotonous activities! But playing is another matter.

We learned these poems ourselves and thought about them several times during the day: we will see a cat - we will show her how to wash herself, we will indulge - we will pretend to be a shy fish together, we will dress for a walk - we will talk about the swing in the yard.

Children love to make faces and show their tongues. And doing it together with mom or dad is a double pleasure! Both fun and useful. The fact that at the same time we perform special exercises, called the difficult word "speech therapy", can not even be told.

Unfortunately, the implementation of these exercises will not replace full-fledged sessions with a speech therapist, but it will help prepare for them and significantly reduce their number.

* * *

Pour a kitten into a cup (1)
Milk, milk.
He will start to lap aside (2)
Milk with tongue.
Serves as a spoon for a kitten (1)
Tongue, tongue.
And the thin tail trembles,
And the barrel sighs.
And when dinner is over
Our mustachioed eccentric,
Knowing that you need to be clean,
Washes himself like this:
He licks his lips, (3)
And then - again,
Washes his fur coat cleanly (4)
With his tongue, and sometimes
Washes his muzzle with his paw -
As he scrapes with a washcloth.
"Murr!" - will tell me with love:
"That's it, thank you: I'm full!"

(1) - "Calyx": the mouth is wide open, the front and side edges of the wide tongue are raised, but do not touch the teeth.
(2) - "Kitten": we imitate the movements of the kitten's tongue - "grab the milk with the tongue and send it to the mouth."
(3): lick lips around.
(4): imitate kitten licking fur.



* * *

Katya cooked porridge:
Substitute, dolls, cups!
Cup - Sasha, cup - Masha, (1)
This cup - Natasha
And half a cup - Valenka,
The smallest doll.
This one is for a bunny, this one is for a bear,
for Pinocchio-mind.
Pinocchio, sit down like an adult! (2)
Eat with a spoon, not with your nose!
Who will be able to eat everything quickly,
That pie will receive with a pear.
Come on, quickly take the spoons! (3)
Quickly ate everything to the crumbs!

(1) - "Cup".
(2) - "Spoon": the tongue becomes narrower and longer.
(3): open and close the mouth wide).

* * *

Barely small fungus
Could get through the moss.
He grew up all day long,
By evening he became huge.
When he saw us, he was surprised,
And, thinking, he bowed:
He took off his hat and arched the back:
- Would you take it in a basket?!

Exercise "Fungus": the tongue rests against the upper palate, while the lower jaw drops and the frenulum of the tongue is stretched.

* * *

And now - look, look -
You and I are heroes:
The old, old house collapsed -
We will raise the roof in it.

Exercise "Fungus".

* * *

The wind turned into a tube
A leaf blew into a pipe:
A song - the breath of the wind -
It rang ... somewhere, somewhere,
There, behind the blue forests
Turned into sails.
Sea wind - big brother -
I'm so happy about this song! -
Cheeks inflates,
Sail fills:
Clouds-boats -
White cranes -
They are sailing beyond the forests again -
Rains are being brought from the sea.

Exercise: roll the tongue into a tube and blow through it.

* * *

- Hey, hare, gray hare,
Play the balalaika for me!
Play along, and I'll sing
My best song!

The gray bunny played out,
The bunny tried very hard,
The balalaika rang,
The red-haired squirrel sang.

- Are you tired? Well, have a rest
And start playing again.
Well done, bunny!
That's the balalaika!

Exercise "Balalaika": irritate the tense upper lip with the tongue.

* * *

- Who knocks, knocks in the forest?
- A woodpecker hammers a tree:
- D-d-d-d-d-d-dy,
My labors are not easy:
I knock for a reason -
I fly this tree:
Under the bark - bugs moves,
D-d -d-d-d-d-dy.

Exercise "Woodpecker": "knock out" the sound "D" with the tip of the tongue on the upper alveoli.

* * *

A goose argued with a turkey:
"The poultryman, whose house is this?"
The goose hisses: "Yes, you are a baby!
I will pinch! My house! Shhh!"
A turkey: "Bl-b-b-bla!
You don't have a cola!
Everyone understands: the poultry house is mine!
I'm going to my house!"
Sparrows take off from the roofs,
Frightened: "Shhh!"
And they run to the edge of the village
Ducks from "Bl-b-bla!". ..
You know how to scare, friend,
Both like a goose and like a turkey?
Make us laugh a little:
Show us two bullies!

Exercise "Goose": we hiss - we blow on the tongue, raising it to the sky.
Exercise "Turkey": stick out a wide tongue behind the upper lip, saying: "Bl-bl-bl".

* * *

Lion cub learns to roar,
He really wants "Rrrr!" say.
Lifting his muzzle,
Wants - "Rrrr!", Out: "Meow!"

How can he become a formidable lion?
You and I will help him!
Tractor - blue hero -
How does the engine start? - Trrr!

Lightning flashes! Thunder!
We won't let him into the house -
The roof is solid! No holes!
Let him grumble: - Grrr! Grrrr!

River bank. The surface of the water.
A boat is heard: "Dy-dy-dy."
Here comes a passenger -
The cutter will roar: "Drrrr! Drrrrr!"

The little lion cub tried,
The lion cub practiced for a long time.
He is like a dad, for the whole world
He will say loudly, loudly: "Rrrrr!"

Learning to growl: practicing to pronounce "R".

* * *

Once I decided my house
Put the gnome in order:
I found paint, a brush -
Whitewashed the ceiling.
Tassel: back - forward - (1)
Another dwarf takes paint,
Paints again: forward - backward.
How beautiful! The gnome is happy.

He is now dried mud (2) (on the upper teeth)
Sweeps cobwebs
Both in the corner and on the chest of drawers:
- Let the spiders go into the garden!
Above - everything. I'm going down.
Well, dirty, beware!

Gnome, kneeling, (2) (on the lower teeth)
- Left-right! - washes the wall:
- Right-left! - again and again.
The house shines like new!

Put down a rug (3)
Our old man on the fence:
- I'll shake off the dust from him five times -
I'll put the bed on the floor again.

Washed floor. Nice to be at home.
And the tired dwarf decided:
- I deserve a treat -
Raspberry tea. With jam!

(1): draw with a wide tongue from the upper incisors to the soft palate.
(2): brush the teeth with the tongue from the inside to the left and to the right.
(3): spread a wide tongue on the lower lip; after a while, we alternate actions: stick out a sharp tongue forward - again spread a wide one on the lip (“shake off the dust”).

* * *

There are swings in the yard.
Did you swing? Indeed?
Come on, bunny, sit down:
Up and down, up and down!

Here is a fox:
- Stop! Give!
Shake me too!
Well, let's fulfill your whim:
Up-down, up-down!

Oh, clubfoot swing
Stops with paw:
- I'm swinging! Watch out!
Up-down, up-down!

Exercise "Swing": the tongue moves up and down.

* * *

Goes to Yegor's grandmother: (1)
Climbing up the hill, (2)
After the hill - again a lowland. (3)
River... The bridge arched its back. (2)
There is a flat path further. (3)
It rained - just a little, a little bit.
A rainbow woke up in the sky,
Curved over the path. (2)

(1): smile, open mouth, press the tip of the tongue to the lower teeth.
(2): bend the "back" of the tongue.
(3): lower the tongue.

* * *

A gray wolf under an old Christmas tree
He clicked his teeth for two hours.
Opened his mouth wide,
But didn't catch the bunny.

Exercise "Crocodile": open and close your mouth wide.

* * *

Baby elephant and zebra

It's hot, hot in the zoo.
How sorry for the baby elephant zebra! -
The sun roasts the whole day,
Even a shadow is useless.
The poor zebra is very sick!
Only an elephant will not groan:
Lowers its trunk into the pond - (1)
Takes water for a long time.
Trunk - up: now it is necessary to blow. (2)
- Rain! - Oh, how happy the zebra is!

(1): simulate the suction of water through a thin tube.
(2): stretch lips forward with a tube and blow.

* * *

The bear has no basket - (1)
Gathers raspberries in his mouth. (2)

(1): open and close the mouth wide.
(2): close lips tightly.

* * *

Fish

No bait - no hook
The fish was given a worm.
Rybka rejoices: "Oh-oh-oh!
I think I'll eat it!"

Exercise "Fish": round the lips, make an exciting movement with the lips.

* * *

Baby elephant

Look at the baby elephant:
A child has a long trunk!
- I can do that too! -
Seryozha is speaking to Mom.
Curled his lips into a tube
And pulled forward!
- Look how good! -
I look like an elephant!

Exercise "Proboscis": pull closed lips forward with a tube. Hold in this position for a count of 3 to 5.

* * *

Chipmunk

Chipmunk, meeting us in a hurry
Hides nuts behind his cheek -
The cheek has become like a ball!
- Show what's there, don't hide it!
The chipmunk gets angry in response:
- There is nothing behind the cheek -
You see how thin she is.
- We see - a round other.
Don't keep a secret -
What's behind the cheek? Show me!
- And this one is empty too! -
Chipmunk is seriously alarmed,
He is nuts back and forth
Rolls: - Here!
They are not here, and they are not here!
We got our lunch:
- Don't worry and don't be angry!
For a carrot - treat yourself!
We'll go - a bear is waiting for us...
- Hey guys! There are nuts.

Exercise "Rolling the nuts": with the tongue from the inside we rest alternately on one cheek, then on the other. Perform the exercise slowly, clearly.

* * *

Pony

Path on the side and meadow in the center.
Little pony, my good friend,
Rides the guys again and again:
Do you hear, the hooves knock and knock.

Since he can’t play with me,
I’ll become like a horse too:
The tongue sounds like hooves:
- Tsok-tsok-tsok-tsok! Tsok-tsok-tsok-tsok!

Exercise "Horse": smile, show teeth, open your mouth and, sucking your tongue to the sky, click the tip of your tongue. Mouth open wide.

* * *

Lollipop from cheek to cheek
Daughter rolls.
Doesn't rush, doesn't gnaw:
Let it not melt longer!

Exercise "Rolling nuts".

* * *

When we wake up,
We will immediately smile at the sun!

Exercise "Smile": keep the lips in a smile, the teeth are not visible.

* * *

At the cottage

We will plant onions and turnips
And we will put up a strong fence. (1)
It is necessary to make a gate in it - (2)
We are glad to see good guests!

(1) - "Fence": lips are stretched in a smile so that 2 rows of teeth are visible, teeth are set on teeth in a natural bite; 2) "collar": the same, but open the teeth, keeping the lips in a good smile)

* * *

I get a round bagel
I always have breakfast for tea.

"Donut" exercise: teeth are closed, lips are rounded and slightly extended forward, upper and lower incisors are visible. Hold in this position for a count of 3 to 5.

* * *

Here is a fence, and there is a hole in it,
I watched it yesterday:
Children are being led to kindergarten -
Everyone is going through the hole:
Here they are climbing over the fence
Aunt Sveta and Egor,
Uncle Fedya and the twins,
Here is Boris with his sister Natashka,
Baba Galya is dragging Dimka,
The cook Aunt Valya is puffing.
It's not easy for Aunt Valya:
There's milk on the cart.
Creep through: "Oh!" yes "Ah!"...
And the gate is two steps away!

Alternation of exercises "Doughnut" and "Fence".

* * *

Bunny - little white fluff,
Play with me, my friend!

Exercise "Rabbit": the teeth are closed, the upper lip is raised and exposes the upper incisors.

* * *

And now for two minutes
We will become like ducks:
Let's stretch our lips forward -
The mouth will become a flat beak.

(Exercise "Duck": stretch out the lips, squeeze them so that the thumbs are under the lower lip, and all the others on the upper lip, and pull the lips forward as much as possible, massaging them and trying to portray the beak of a duck.

* * *

I'll give the horse a potato:
- Here, enjoy a little!
- Frr! - the horse is unhappy.
- Better give black bread with salt!

Exercise "Disgruntled Horse": the flow of exhaled air is lightly and actively sent to the lips until they begin to vibrate. You should get a sound similar to the snorting of a horse.

* * *

Bright red air balloon
It lies on the table in vain.
I'll cheat him better:
He will become big, flying!

Exercise "Balloon": inflate alternately one cheek, the other, both cheeks.

* * *

To make my teeth cleaner,
I brush them every day.

Exercise "Brushing your teeth": close your mouth; Circle the tongue between the lips and teeth in a circular motion.

* * *

Children treat the pig,
Pig's nose chooses:
Holds high Andryusha
Sweet big pear.
On the right - red-haired Antoshka
Offers her potatoes.
Maybe Katyushka is nimble -
Down there, pick up the cabbage?
Left - with Lada apples.
Piggy needs to do something:
Looking for Piglet again:
"Choose this? Take this?"

Exercise "Piglet": move the lips stretched out with a tube to the right and left, rotate in a circle.

* * *

Something will frighten the fish -
The fish puffs out its cheeks: (1)
Like, don't touch me better! -
I'm big! And in thorns!
As the danger passed, (2)
Rybka became thin again.

(1): puff out the cheeks.
(2): draw in the cheeks.

* * *

A mouse will look out of a mink -
He really wants a cheese crust! -
He hides right there again:
There is a cat nearby - it's scary to take it!

Exercise "Hide and Seek": quickly stick out the tongue straight and immediately put it back into the mouth.

* * *

I'm in a wonderful mood today:
My grandmother made delicious jam. (1)
I'll probably lick my lips a hundred times, (2)
And then I'll say "thank you" to my grandmother.

(1) - "Delicious jam": lick the upper lip from right to left, then from left to right.
(2): lick lips in a circle.

* * *

Smile soon, my friend!
And now, child,
Show me your proboscis,
Like you're a baby elephant!

Alternate exercises "Smile" and "Proboscis".

* * *

Dusty and large carpet
Put on the fence,
We knock out: "Ta-ta-ta!"
There will be cleanliness in the house!

Exercise: smiling broadly, bite the wide tongue, repeating: "Ta-ta-ta."

* * *

Like a clock, let's set it to the beat:
- Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
We talk like this:
- Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
We don't just chat,
And we count a second,
You can't lag behind:
- Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

Exercise "Watch": open your mouth, smile a little; the tongue, like a pendulum, goes straight from one corner of the lips to the other, does NOT slide along the lower lip.

* * *

If I bite lips,
So I'm worried.
If I scratch my lips,
So I ask for sweets.

Exercise: bite and scratch first the upper lip, then the lower lip.

* * *

Opening the bag -
We see a tube in the bag.

Alternate exercises "Smile" and "Proboscis".

* * *

The fish said to the fish:
- Today I cooked borscht
From shells and silt,
It was very, very tasty!

Fish answered fish:
- You, godfather, said something wrong:
It was not borscht, but cabbage soup -
Look for grass for borscht!

Exercise "Fish talking": we clap our lips together.

Poems for the development of speech

"R"

* * *

- Kar - kra - kra! All deep into the yard!
The fight started in the morning!
Two bully-roosters
Feathers tear and wrinkle sides:
- And I am the best decorated!
- I'm colored like a rainbow!
A fight over beauty...
Wings and tails to shreds!...
And tails left - bang! -
Only down and two feathers!

* * *

Pink sad puppy:
"I could run fast,
drive away cats, growl. ..
How can I become real?"

* * *

Forty-seven forty at once
Arrived at the lesson:
Chattered, clamored...
What did they manage to understand?

* * *

Do you hear the brook murmuring?
He is in a hurry, in a hurry
To the fast, talkative river,
Where crustaceans and fish live.

* * *

Rain: "Tram-tram," - pounded on the roofs.
Yegor heard a raindrop -
He took out an old drum,
He also began to drum.

* * *

- Tell me, sister Marinka,
What chirps along the path?
Who starts the conversation?
Maybe the motor rattled?
Maybe the insects have a tractor -
Do they plow the field in the grass?
Maybe the guards at the find -
A terrible beetle makes noise with a ratchet?
Maybe ...
- Dear little man,
So the grasshopper creaks with its wing ...

* * *

Look, look:
Brighter than the dawn,
Brighter than the clear sun
Red breasts of birds!

The guests sat on the mountain ash -
Like bright bunches of berries
They caught fire here and there. ..
- What's your name, beauties?

- We are the favorites of Santa Claus,
Snow is a joy for us, not a threat.
Give me cold, cheerfulness! -
Bullfinches love winter.

* * *

Axes clattered:
- We are sharp and we are fast:
Next to this little house
Mansions will grow tomorrow.

* * *

The old forest argued with the field:
"Is pride - expanse, expanse?
Sea mushrooms, a handful of berries -
Hurry up, people, visit us!"
The field grumbled bitterly:
"The talk of the herbs will subside soon.
The snow will cover the expanse -
Winter has its own patterns.
Here the choir will wake up the streams -
We will continue the argument in the spring."

"R/L"

* * *

In January, the fox tarred his skis,
He sewed a jacket, a red beret,
And in the morning - an arrow up the hill,
Where bitter aspen grows ...
Partridges fly up!
The tail flickers among the trunks!
- Guard! Trouble! Nightmare!
It's hot in the grove! Bonfire! Fire!
- You, magpie, balabolka!
Don't shout, godfather, it's useless:
Take a closer look: there is a ride
Red fox on red skis.

* * *

Bright joyful spring
Bunny built a house in the forest:
Next to it is a Christmas tree, its paws
Will scratch all the wolves!
Meadow, flowers in front of the porch,
The river splashes close, close ...
Chairs, table, windows in the house,
Curtains; there is a supply: a little
Cucumbers, delicious strawberries,
Rice, carrots, cabbage leaves ...
Early in the morning, at dawn,
News brings the wind -
Bunny meets a new day
From the sun with the first rays! -
Will cook a fruit drink, fry donuts -
Waiting for friends - bunnies.

* * *

Woe to Mishka! That's the way it is -
My throat got terribly sore:
Bear in the river in October
I bathed at dawn,
I was completely chilled and took to my bed before the deadline...
"Sentry!" - shouts the magpie, -
"Doctors! Here! Hurry!"
Old Yeremey came:
"Did you dive into the river, grandson? Quickly!
Growls. .. Open your mouth... Throat
Quickly show your grandfather,
Loud-loud "A-a-a!" - tell me...
That's right.. Here's an adventure!
Hmmm... Medicine? Here is the cure:
Pick red viburnum,
Eat bitter rowan,
Paws are gray and in bad weather
Sleep in a den ... " "Rrr! And honey?
You are a doctor, grandfather, harsh ...
To make the bear healthy,
To increase strength,
You need to eat a barrel of honey!

* * *

Terrible roar and red mouth:
The lion is terribly angry.
Ah, the lion has such a mouth,
It's not hard to fall in it...
And what a head!..
The lion's muscles are full of strength!
Only elephants and rhinos
Will not leave his path.
He has such paws...
When I grow up, I'll be like dad!

"L"

* * *

The swallow was catching midges, looking for them,
Chirping affectionately near the nest.
It is necessary to catch a lot of small midges:
Beaks opened five baby swallows.

* * *

White pussy is so tender:
Eyes flicker in the dark,
Touches elbow with paw...
Do you hear? - The song starts...

* * *

Klavka squawked:
- Tired of living under a bench!
I'll open a treasure in the ashes with my paw -
I'll build a cool house for myself.

* * *

Vovka likes to eat sweets:
Turkish delight and chocolates,
Sticky cockerels on a stick,
Marmalade in a glass jar,
And halva with apple jam,
Festive strawberry roll, fresh cream sausage ,
Plum-filled pie,
Both ice-cream and cake...
Darling, I'm worried about you!
You, Volodenka, have become a gourmet,
All covered in sweet blots, stained.
It's stupid to eat so many sweets:
Your stomach and teeth will ache!

"C"

* * *

Here, in the forest, each of us is a friend:
Guests at the door in the morning: "Knock-knock!"

Birds flew in,
They brought cranberries.

They brought frogs
One hundred mushrooms in a tub.

Sonya - bear cub
Meda gave me a keg.

We will bake pies
Yes, from rice flour,
We will invite friends to visit:
"Come soon!"

S/S

* * *

Wash your face, sleepyhead Sasha!
Grandma cooked porridge!
Hearty porridge, wheat!
Butter sweet, excellent!
And eat everything - the bottom of the plate
The elephant and the sun will smile.

* * *

Mouse cleaning

Our mice in their mink
Cleaning:
Cheese - in the buffet, glitters - in the closet,
Blue scarf - go there, for paws
Wool rug, socks,
Silk shreds...
Curtains - on the window...
- A mousetrap?! - To the sleeping cat!

* * *

Forty-six mice at once
Rustling in the corners in the morning:
Forty nimble rascals
And six modest little mice.

* * *

The squirrel was peeling the cones,
Drying the mushrooms on knots:
Autumn is coming soon. Squirrel - in a hurry:
"I should collect more nuts!"

"W"

* * *

Rustles in the stillness of the night:
The reeds rustled,
The whisper of leaves, the clatter on the roof -
It started to rain: do you hear? Do you hear?..
The wind is beating against the smooth surface of the window...
The verse... And again, hush...

* * *

Hush, hush, hush, hush:
Walks - the cat wanders on the roof,
Walks and wanders all year round,
He calls to himself:
- Mice, mischievous mice,
Mice - gray rascals ,
Go out for a walk,
Count the stars in the sky!
There are many shining stars in the sky,
There is a milky road in the sky.
Asterisk - cat's eye -
Looks at us in the dark.
Quiet, mice, mice!
It's better not to make noise on the roof:
Sleeping near the window
An old gray cat.
The cat does not talk much,
The cat does not count the stars -
Catches the old mice,
Both big and small.
Rise quietly, mice,
In the dark, to my roof:
Let's sit side by side,
Look into the starry sky!

"W, H"

* * *

- Cat, cat, baby cat,
Drink a little milk!
Eat a piece of chicken!
Would you like cream sips?
What don't you eat, silly?!
- Meow! Catch, mistress, a mouse!

"H, W"

* * *

Black beetle in the grass like in a thicket:
Black and shiny carapace,
Black protruding antennae...
- Beetle, tell us what you are looking for?

* * *

Song of the toothbrush

I. I'm a neat person! I am a hard worker!
Life is hard without me.
Not a grunt, not a ratchet, -
I am your toothbrush.

Chorus:
Not a lazybones, not a ratchet -
I am your toothbrush!
I clean, I clean, I clean, I clean -
There will be better teeth, cleaner!
Teeth - a grove, teeth - a thicket, -
We must brush our teeth more often!
Slits, slits and slits
Clean the bristles of the brush. ..
Ah, how clean and beautiful!
Be healthy! And happy!

II. My bristles are growing:
I'll brush my back with my teeth,
I'll brush my belly with my teeth, -
I'm your friend's teeth!

Chorus.

III. So that your teeth don't hurt,
I'll get down to business as soon as possible:
Food, dirt, a rough evil microbe,
Get away!.. Clean teeth shine!

Chorus.

IV. Clean, clean, I'm not too lazy, not too lazy!
Twice, twice every day, day, day!
I'm spinning - spinning - spinning - jumping!
I want to make my mouth clean, clean!

Chorus.

* * *

There is a chink in the boards by the barn,
A little dog is climbing into the chink,
Something is dragging... Maybe food?
We found her prey:

Lined up against the wall
Five toy puppies,
Rattle, part of a ratchet,
Old toothbrush,

Scarf, ball, piece of horn. ..
Let's not touch anything!
We'll leave quietly -
We won't take a puppy!

* * *

In the river, in the reed thicket,
Brush found a shiny bow:
"You are not a fish! And not food!
Maybe a pike is looking for you?
I hide very often in a grove
I am from a toothy predator:
Here is protection, food, silence...
Why are you silent?"

* * *

Forest-forest, mushroom-mushroom,
There - a currant bush,
A whisper, a little talk -
A handkerchief will flash here and there:
Who wants a basket of mushrooms?

There are such thickets in the forest,
Where dense firs are more often,
The wind whistles along the tops,
Animals prowl along the paths...
Mushrooms do not grow - mushrooms!

"Sh"

* * *

One evening a puppy
He dragged a brush to our house:
He threw it out, loudly: "Woof!" - said,
Sniffed and licked for a long time. ..

Brush - like a hedgehog - with bristles
Tickled the puppy's nose...

How angry the puppy will be!
How shchetkin's side bites
And let's ruffle it
And drag it around the room...

And the brush fell close
From the puppy's full bowl.
- How?! She tickles me,
Does she want to eat meat?!

Puppy from an opponent
Defended food as best he could:
He frightened the poor brush:
Bristling, growling,

Barking, howling, but all in vain -
He doesn’t go away ... He’s terribly offended and lay down
On a bedding in a corner ...

- Don’t be angry, puppy, on the brush -
We'll take your find.
And you better go out to the garden -
Look for other puppies!

"F"

* * *

In hot Africa a giraffe,
It is important to lift his head up,
Talking to a child -
A long-necked giraffe:
- Dad, why do giraffes have spots? -
Giraffe is incomprehensible.
- So that among the branches of lines, leaves,
It was easier to hide in the heat.
- And the hooves of thin legs?
What about soft horn antennas?
- Well, hooves - so that at an early hour
You could run along the scorched savanna
without paths,
Without injuring your fast legs.
And yellow horns antennas...
Hm... I'll think a little...
I'm sorry, but I won't tell right away -
I'll ask Grandfather Gerald.

* * *

Run down the path
Quick little feet...
We ran to the gate,
We ran through the turn:
There was a big puddle here -
They should splash around.
The hot ball of the sun is shining -
I drank a puddle at dawn...
The legs ran further...
The sun burns as if it stings,
Yellow burns the sand of the paths
The heels of the bare legs.
- Well, hot! Where is the chill?
The legs need to bathe...
The legs turned towards the river:
Frightened the toads in the thick grass,
Splashed, frolicked,
The legs washed clean
And back along the path
Legs ran towards the house.
... There are many tracks in the world
Waiting for the traces of these legs.
Pour yourself, legs, with force!
Grow up, dear haircut!

* * *

Early in the morning on the lawn
The crane was waiting for its friend Zhanka.
Jean cooked for Zhanka
One bundle of fresh toads,
Two frogs, two carp...
Waiting and waiting: "Well, where is Zhanna?!"

"S/Z, S, Z"

* * *

Sleepy bunny early in the morning
Going to the clearing:

- Now I'll open my eyes,
I'll wash my paws, fur, wash my nose -
I'll hurry for strawberries:
Sweet, ripe, juicy, wild ...

Strawberry lights
Hidden near the bushes.
Zaikin sensitive nose - understandable! -
Hears their aroma everywhere:

- I'll collect it all in a mug:
I'll treat the bunny to my girlfriend,
Let's eat with my sister ourselves
And leave it to the bunny mother.

* * *

Rain scatters drops. ..
Wet hands get cold,
Wet shoulders, puddles everywhere,
The wicked wind is spinning the leaves...

Grandmother said in the morning:
- So that you don't freeze,
I'll give my granddaughter a kind one
Magic umbrella, wonderful umbrella!

An umbrella attracts the eye,
An umbrella with an intricate pattern:
There, as in the sky late at night,
The stars gathered in the constellations...

Ring, rain, through our windows!
I'm in rubber boots
I'll go out to the gray tearful cloud
Under an umbrella with a star pattern!

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Poems about unicorns. Poems about unicorns for children

They say there is no unicorn
They say there is none in the world
Then who flies to me at night?
And in the kitchen he puts sweets in a vase.

Unicorn, unicorn
Everyone says that there is pretend
And I saw him flying!
And the most, the most real!!!

Unicorns are very cute horses
Rainbow tail and long horn
Two wings, like two transparent gummies
They fly only to those who believe in them and wait)

Unicorn, unicorn
Everyone says that there is a make-believe
And I saw him flying!
And the most, the most real!!!

***

A wonderful picture rises before me:
A horse with a silvery horn, a fairy-tale hero!
Who created these fairy tales, who could make a miracle,
Invented and named it Horse - Unicorn!

He stands in a clearing, illuminated by the whole world,
And a wreath of roses is woven into his mane,
And next to him is a maiden in white, slender and tall,
A well-groomed hand caresses the satin wool . ..

Around the horse are trees of unearthly beauty,
expanse of silk grasses, beautiful flowers!
A wonderful picture rises before me,
But to meet a miracle is only in a fairy tale destined!

***

Entered the battle for the crown
Lion and Unicorn.
Rushed with shouting and shooting
Along city roads.

The townspeople brought them bread
And plum cake.
But towards evening the Lion was driven out,
And with him the Unicorn.

***

My handmade unicorn
Likes cherry pie,
Ham sandwiches
And an air mattress!

He loves the clatter of hooves,
Watching borscht boil,
The smell of a summer fire
And when it's time to go for a walk!

Likes white horses,
Good cartoon about people,
Press the button in the elevator
And break cookies.

My unicorn loves:
The noise of the wheels and the dust of the roads,
A ray of sunshine in the window…
And dreams of me!

***

Once upon a time,
when wizards are full
was the earth,
in a deaf forest
among the roots overgrown with moss
a very strange beast was born.
Looks like a horse...
But believe me!
it was not just a white horse:
he could strike fire with his hoof
!
And most importantly - in the forehead
he had a horn that pierced the darkness.

He was as strong as a giant
and could have handled alone
a pack of ferocious wolves
and even a pride of wild lions.
Yes, there are lions!
He could raise an elephant
on the horn!
But still alone
he had a weakness:
when he meets the maiden in an instant,
shakes him from the most tender feelings,
and he, shy, approaches,
bows his head in front of the maiden,
puts it on her bosom and sleeps.

The virgin purity
had power over the beast.
And here's the trouble,
found out about that cruel king,
that ruled that country of old.
He fired up to get
unicorn horn.
He decided to kill
this creature.
And in order to lure him
he brought his daughter
to the glade and retired, as if away.

But he himself remained to follow
what would happen next.
Maybe
no one else would take
and risk a child like that;
because if someone was evil -
the unicorn pierced him!

But the king was sure of his daughter
.
He knew for sure:
there was no threat to her.
She was
innocent, pristine -
and the beast could not harm her,
even though he had the sharpest horn in the world
.

And that's when
the first star lit up
in the sky,
came out wondrous beast!
It looks like a horse, but believe
it was hundreds of times more beautiful:
itself is white, with a horn between the eyes,
that was silver in the dark,
and a lion's tassel in the tail.

He approached that princess,
admiring the cleanliness,
tilted his head before the maiden
and laid it on her bosom.
Then fell asleep.
And at the same moment
his hunter-king overtook him!
He tied the beast - that's the result!
Already he was going to chop off the horn
he raised his sword.
But a child threw himself under the sword!

- May I be the first to turn to dust! -
the princess cried out in tears, -
Kill me first, father!

And the king removed the lead from the blade,
breaking the spell of the dark forces.
He did not destroy his daughter.
Suddenly making a sharp swing,
he cut the fetters on the legs
of the miracle beast
and said:

- Let the final be without blood!
Oh, my daughter, forgive me!
I started something bad in vain!
And almost killed you!
How blind was I right?!

Then he hugged his daughter tightly...
The unicorn quietly got up,
shook his head and disappeared in an instant,
returning to his dense forest.

"And that king became completely different," -
was written in the annals of old. -
"He became kind, honest, generous,
revered unicorns.
And on his coat of arms he imprinted
because of that."

***

What kind of animal is UNICORN -
He is not a rhinoceros at all,
You can visit a fairy tale,
If we meet him

A wonderful beast UNICORN -
He has only one horn,
He is a mystical hero -
He is friends with our children. ..

And a bell in my chest
A heart is ringing softly…
You take me to a fairy tale…
Don’t put on your bridle…

We’ll go there with you
Together, ready for freedom…
We’ll take only ourselves with us
And the reflection in the sky…

When I look into your eyes
I see a distance of peace in the sky…
And I thank the Creator,
That I am with you, now there are two of us…

My fabulous Unicorn,
I see myself in your eyes …
You gave me your happiness horn…
Just call, I will hear you…

Even if it rains and thunders…
Now I have your strength…
I will fly to your eyes…
I bewitched myself to them…

* **

I rode a unicorn -
I found myself in a fairy tale on the threshold.
And galloped there, at full speed -
The step of a horse, prohibitively fast!

A unicorn galloped at a trot,
I was a rider, my God!
And with happiness, dizzy -
I could not even dream of such a thing!
I rode a unicorn, -
And I woke up, on the pillow I, in the end.

***

Sunset evening sparkles with gold,
In a moment the world will go out of light
And plunge into the dusk, falling silent,
Only a flash of glow will shoot up after...

The princess is waiting for the appointed hour,
Counting down the flow of time.
And now, among the lights of evening colors,
A heavenly movement arose.

Spreading its wings, like a free wind,
A heavenly creature flies headlong,
The image shines, both powerful and bright.
Hurries up time with Virgo on a date.

Enthusiastic tenderness in her eyes,
Excitement and impatience in his,
And the ocean of love as a boundless wave
They will be overwhelmed by its wrapping canopy...

The horse embraced by the whirlwind has touched the Earth,
The mane is flowing with silky steel.
The world smoothly plunged into a languid dusk,
And the spell fell, revealing the secret.

The form has changed and the dream is met,
With love and longing in a beautiful look,
The magic Prince, the night Tsarevich,
Hastens to embrace his beloved.

Only Night, so little and so much
For two of them, and after parting...
The spell calls him on the road.
He is different during the day - a heavenly creature.

The ray will take away the beautiful image of the Sun,
The Prince of the Night will soar into the sky as a Unicorn.
Beloved beauty will embrace
And she will wait for a meeting before the deadline...

Shedding tears, blurring colors,
The day will flow in its usual sequence.
A faded world, like shadows of people-masks,
Only the sky is blue-blue...
......
Despondency is the lot of those deprived of the Spirit,
Those who do not know the true Light.
The princess will cope with the longing of separation,
And all her sorrows will sink into oblivion.

***

I'm sorry I lied to you,
I don't dream about unicorns.
In dreams I rush along the path,
Interfering with rage and anxiety.

In my dreams I burst from veins,
Sings in my hand a spear like a claw,
And I deserve every scar,
Without diluting tar with honey.

And a pattern burns on my chest,
Woven from blood and ocher,
And my gaze burns furiously,
And the blood of animals dries on my fingers.

I overtake, I strike, I shout,
I burn fire in deaf caves,
And on my face is a seal,
Cruel antediluvian faith.

I beat bears and wolves,
In foreign snows, in a long winter,
But I tremble like a moth,
At the sight of mammoth tusks.

I am tearing along the rivers on rafts,
Through the young continents,
I mix fear with delight,
I compose life from the elements.

Tribes rush to meet,
Motley with colors of eyes and skin,
Their languages ​​and names,
My ears now delight, now gnaw.

I smell wormwood bitter,
How the breeze smelled of sage...
- Well, what did you dream about? - you ask,
- Unicorn, - I will say, - and a fairy.

***

Give me a unicorn
Give me a stallion
Today I feel somehow alone.
Ah. as you want, you want magic.

Whether to tame him, half a word,
We understand, looking eye to eye.
All right, comrades, I'm ready for the races!
Ahead of us are dashing miracles!

***

Child has no time to eat and sleep:
My daughter wants to draw unicorns.

I suddenly woke up passion for Unicorns,
Especially for the rainbow suit.

Unicorn on a rainbow arc,
Unicorn on the stars, on the moon,

With a rainbow mane, with a rainbow tail,
Now only the head, then the whole.

In hearts, in stars, in the sky, in clouds,
All in very bright, iridescent colors!

I already dream of unicorns,
One-horned ones come to me,

Show off and burn with colors,
Line up in front of me in a row.

Somehow I say to my daughter:
Let's develop your dream-

We will please the Unicorns:
We will learn poems about them with you.

However, when it comes to poetry,
I see that the child calmed down a little. ..

My daughter said: - They are not interested in poetry,
They like it when they are drawn!

***

They bought me a Unicorn costume,
Touch it like a rainbow.
I ride in it to the heights,
And then rather to the lowlands.

Everything in the apartment is upside down,
Do you want to jump with us too.
I'll be a unicorn for a while,
Oh, I have to wash the dishes.

Mommy is already coming home from work,
She will have a lot of worries.
I take off my suit quickly,
I clean the apartment clean, clean!

***

Lord of Outland,
Silvermane, Tenekrut,
Dispelled by ancient neighing
Cursed sadness,

Without watch or retinue
Dancing in the field to its heart's content.
In the footprints of ungulates
Flaming cold.

Silk wool color
Black to the roots
Drives away adversity...
Let them pass by!

Crimson coal of light
Through the marsh darkness -
From the midnight womb
The most guiding ray

Awakens in the hearts
A breath of spring,
So that with a flock of stars
The sun soared to the zenith.

With a wave of a white horn,
What is sharper than an arrow
A road will be cut
From the barren land

To the heavenly city,
Where gardens sing
And Swan-Lada
In golden silks...

***

How to catch a unicorn?
You need to go out onto the road,
What leads to the magical forest
And go forward along it.
And then as a tracker
Find a hoof print,
And then just wait
Don't make noise or talk.
He goes out to the clearing
Early in the morning, early in the morning.
To be in all his glory,
He is bathed in dew.
Treat him with cookies
And raspberry jam.
Stretch out your hand to him
And stroke him a little.
He will become your friend
The most faithful on earth.

***

I'm a Unicorn
Plus I'm Magical!
This means - I can
Everything.
It's only worth
Wanting...
Flying, running,
Writing poetry. ..
And let my horn grow,
And the flowers would grow...
I can do anything,
I want to -
And - I'll fly!
I want???

***

Here is the beast that has one horn on his forehead,
He was called “daddy” in cartoons!
Please remember the name,
Tell me who is this?

But the cartoons are dark, millions,
I can only clarify one thing:
The characters were called "minions",
You can ask them about it!

***

Once I looked at the sky
Through the feathers of the clouds...
And dreamed: "Oh, I would, I would -
Bright colors for poetry!"

Suddenly a bright-eyed one appeared,
A glorious beast unicorn
And, sparkling into two diamonds,
Loudly predicted glory to me!

This is my destiny! Luck!
God sent me grace -
Not some kind of horse -
A golden horse carrying a horn!

Here's a present! That's luck!
The mane is ringing with sparkles,
Instantly exploding inspiration,
The magic brush is on fire!

Wonderful colors fall
On the universal blue canvas -
It's good to jump and laugh
Even to the farthest stars!

Through the cosmos slums
Wonderful fields shine -
Everyone is happy there! Still -
There is a treasured land!

The wind whistles mercilessly,
Hooves beat, carrying into the distance -
I fly, looking greedily
To the seventh heaven!. .

***

He suddenly came out of the depths of the sea,
Not a demon, not a man and not God,
And not everyone can hear about him,
That is a biblical horse, a Unicorn!

Look how beautiful this horse is,
And his eyes are like rubies,
He has every hoof,
Golden horseshoes shine!

A jade horn shines in the forehead,
Illuminating the hopeless night,
It instantly affects any horse,
It's hard to take your eyes off him.

Why did he come to Earth?
Why was he given the role?
But the biblical secret was not revealed,
Or they couldn't read it properly!

You open up my subconscious,
Give me an answer to this question:
Maybe this is the end of the universe?
Maybe an angel brought immortality?

***

The horn shines, the mane is charming,
The eyes cherish mystery,
The unicorn mare is so beautiful,
That before her beauty they are shy ...

The ringing of mighty hooves flows,
Warm, sea winds roam,
And from the rays of heaven, burning,
Pure, human souls shine.

The sun is caressing the vain sea,
It draws a rainbow wonderfully in the distance,
The echo walks cunningly in the open air,
Brings the sounds of birds honestly.

***

A unicorn stepped in a dream
With a loud hoof
On my silver threshold,
Feeding with a bun,
And a silk veil with a mane
Caressed with a hand,
And the horns of thin enamel
Shined with the moon.
Lake star eyes
They shone with a mystery,
His gaze was so dear,
And a little sad,
Wandering, embracing, through the fog
Among the white lilies,
A deceit was hiding between the branches
A break in the lines.
The goblin sang hoarsely by the river
With a gentle mermaid,
And he scattered verses to her
In the boundless silence.
Fireflies swarmed in the grass,
Danced around,
Lights beckoned into the thicket
Behind the dewy meadow.
I got lost in this dream,
I was very tired,
And snow settled on my skin,
Tears of the night,
But a distant call rang out,
To look back,
Having hardly broken the shackles of dreams,
I suddenly woke up...

***

The cold wind caresses the shores,
Salt on the lips, longing without a bottom in the eyes.
It is gratifying to know that there is still you somewhere,
But in THIS fairy tale I am alone, alone.
Thinking, I walk through the pages -
The cold wind rustles in the maple trees,
Carelessly flips through the faces,
He speaks of something irrevocable.
The sunset trembles in the shimmering path,
What beckons across the river - into the sky -
Every blade of grass whispers about happiness,
But I don't believe in miracles for a long time.
I stand with my face raised to the blind sky,
I call my love from afar:
"Oh God, if victory is destined -
Let there be a sign in the burning clouds:
Let the unprecedented beast pass carelessly
In the rays of the sunset, proud as a king!
But if defeat is inevitable -
Found a thunderstorm to wash away this pain!"

And it sparkled in the darkened sky,
Like the roar of a dragon, thunder lowered the grass,
Streams of tears ran to the ground
From low clouds, torn at the seam. ..
When both the hurricane and the downpour passed,
I realized that I could not be with you:
The almighty promised me defeat -
Beloved, well, do not argue with fate!
I am weak-willed, I am silent, I surrender without a fight.
This tale has a sad end.
I am alone again. Cold wind, howling,
Carried away fragments of broken hearts.
The beast with seven legs did not appear,
And you did not hear my call.
I stood, covering my face with my hands,
Not looking up, not seeing anything...

In the grass, recently washed by a thunderstorm,
Either the devil or a god laughed,
And, clattering with a silver hoof,
A unicorn ran through the clouds.

***

I am the Rose Silver Warrior,
She is my magic sign,
I am the Raven, according to our Korvin,
I fly, dispelling the darkness,

The stars twinkle towards me,
I disturb the light with wings,
The unicorn will meet me,
There will be an answer by the lake,

He will offer me some water to drink
My Silver Rose,
And I will write half a page
About the meeting of two strange people,

One in the form of a Unicorn,
Guardian of people's lives,
The other is just a Raven from God,
Creator of foggy ideas. ..

... There is a lake in a fairy-tale world
With magical water on its banks ,
We quenched our thirst forever...
... I'm flying in the sky again!..

***

You don't look like fairy tale characters.
On passionate princes from girlish dreams.
Your confessions are ardent, I will not hide,
I did not take it seriously from the beginning.

You silently built pink castles,
You didn't squander vain false words
And resurrected the remains of my hopes.
Was always ready for anything for me.

Like a warm blanket they warmed me,
When the whole world was cold with me.
Anxiety and sorrow receded.
Spring blew in the frozen heart.

You were my accomplice in my undertakings.
Which character suits you?
I got confused in images, ideas...
So who are you? The Dragon? Warrior? Guardian?

Thrown by fate like a kitten,
I did not boldly cross my threshold.
I will believe in fairy tales like a child.
No, you are not a prince. You are my Unicorn!

***

Somewhere in the fields, among the forests - wildly enthusiastic,
Where there is no worldly fuss of everyday worries, -
Disturbed by flocks of rainbow blots in the sky, -
Drinking diamond juice - Unicorn.

A sensitive ear will catch the quietest rustles
And recognize in the call - a chord of hope ...
Without flaring up, burning flashes are extinguished -
Wind that gives the horse a bleached nord.

He is the Lord and Defender of the unknown realms -
To the vile cynical minds of the Human races…
Sold by them,
Oblivion easily betrayed;
Thrown at the mercy of the world more than once.

But survived! and carried away - to the carelessly-split
Wonderland, where a fairy tale and a true story coexist ...
Dreams and dreams get a free will there
And a wavy feather grass runs away from the wind.

Somewhere in the clusters of stars scattered across the universe,
Someone's mighty hand - among the milky roads,
Scattering splashes of rays - with silvery braids -
Catches the breath of Life - Unicorn.

***

I'm the last unicorn in the world,
But I'm ready to spend the night even in a puppies' kennel,
If this strange lodging would help
To pray for a million forgiveness from you.

I fled from the curse of the Roman ides,
But Pieta and Madonna Litta were silent.
If I knew that the insult of all insults
Forgiven, trampled and forgotten.

I'm ready to become vulnerable, like Achilles,
And go down to the very bottom to Hades.
If you would forgive me for this,
Removing your offense from under the ribs.

***

Tell me a story about love,
Tell me about the Dinorog,
Damn, I got it all wrong,
You told me, the Unicorn.
There the princess lived in a fairy tale,
There was Vredina, well, just like me,
Of course, I didn’t think so,
You said never argue.
In a fairy tale, that princess was called cute,
You called her Camila,
I continued to listen nervously,
Expecting the beauty of fate.

***

I painted the room
Look, the unicorn
To my great surprise
I am only in shock

I open the window
To say goodbye to my friend
But it doesn’t fly away anyway
The unicorn is frightened

openly wary
Screaming directly
Have you smelled the paint?

***

Riding a unicorn in the transparent morning,
I got ready for a happy journey.
Spreading our wings, we set off on a long journey,
Leaving sorrow and sadness behind...
I put a sip of rainbows in my knapsack,
A piece of the sun, a lesson of kindness,
A piece of spirituality and joy in a notebook,
A pie of poems and a quarter of notes...
A long and difficult road was ahead of me,
Through the walls without end and without beginning,
Through impotence, disbelief, melancholy...
Sometimes it seemed to me that I would not go any further...
But I go... I bring a unicorn with me...
I pray. .. And I beg your mercy with God!..
And my path is covered with happiness!..
Sometimes sad... "What to do?!" Well, so be it!..

***

And if I didn't know the way to you,
But you conquer all dreams again.
The unicorns took me away
Among them, you were at the head.

***

Unicorn
I was alone.
And the horn was crooked,
And with a bald patch on the side.
And a liquid tail,
And low growth
(Even
has not grown to a pony).
A downcast look,
And a dirty mane...
He is no more than
Nodding playfully.
He was old,
And he lived quietly
In deep shadow,
Among torn tires.

Nobody noticed him
.
And he dreamed of swinging children
.

***

Once upon a time there was a Unicorn
And he had a crooked horn.
Well, he took a piece of paper
And drew a boot on it.

But a circle came out instead,
That's the kind of artist he is.
I wanted to draw a boot,
but it turned out to be a round elephant.

***

I'm still quite small,
But I'm developing rapidly.
No, like big babies
I don't kick with my feet.

I don't cause trouble,
I sit quietly.
Grow of course, who does not grow?
I'm not violent, lightly.

To eat - I eat, but I don't eat like that,
How, for example, mother eats.
I take only a little from her,
But, yes, I take it regularly.

Recently I had something
I felt a pounding in my chest.
He listened to himself - knock-knock,
But before, it didn't beat.

I hope I'm quite healthy,
Otherwise I wouldn't want to
My mother is also beating, well..
How life is spinning.

Unicorns underwater
In my dreams they come to me
They rub their heads against their cheeks,
They quietly roam the bushes.

They call you to a bright light.
I can't see you. Who are you? .. - Curet.
Why did you squeeze the handle so painfully?
I would go myself, run.

It hurts where I could run.
I can't catch up with you already.
Carry me into the bright light.
Hello Curet. Farewell, Curet.

***

Sometimes polarizing the world with glasses
And hiding a look filled with anxiety,
People do not see how between the clouds
Unicorns jump into the distance on the roofs.

Living stars and on-line heroes,
Public figures and not so
Marching from nothing to nothing,
Ordinarily, calmly, by the way.

Mired in boredom, troubles, hemorrhoids,
They live in the arms of routine.
They still hide holes in the wallpaper,
Bringing unnecessary paintings into the houses.

They are plagued by ulcers and colds,
Neuroses, traffic jams, potholes on the road.
None of them have believed in miracles for a long time.
And my unicorns are galloping away.

And the virus that is more contagious every day
Already walking on all continents.
People are afraid of their own fantasies
And share verified content.

To be not like everyone else - there is no more terrible shame,
And people zealously darn where it is thin.
And I look without taking my eyes off
Through the eyes of an astonished child.

Everything will be explained with examples from books
In a mosque, church or synagogue.
What about the fact that I always see them,
Unicorns are jumping across the sky.

***

The priestess predicted the value
of the entire expected path,
is that ghost of vengeance,
who will come to save you.

He, under the guise of an angel
, will leave the red-hot Mercury,
and you, as a little boy
, will tell him about your storms.

All illnesses will pass,
all mental pain will go away,
because waiting does not heal,
fill the mezzanine with junk.

And so from the city slums
ash gray snow
knowledge will grow in the forehead -
this is your happy ego.

The crystal of your thought
is reflected in the light there,
then you as a mystic
will create your avatar.

***

There are
for children in fairy tales
unicorn.
The
magic horn flaunts on it.
He is noble and
pure in soul,
this is what the legend
says about him:
he can give a girl
hair from a mane,
to suddenly become
a magic wand in her
hands
.
He can do this
only once,
so that the sticks b
do not meet
in any way.

***

Watch out for the Unicorn
A bun is chasing in the forest.
Found Savely, apparently false
Fungus.

***

You can’t see anything in the distance,
you can’t see heaven and earth,
Carry me a unicorn,
from troubles and evil and from adversity,
you are very kind and dear,
beautiful, quiet, only mine,
your beautiful eyes,
there is so much tenderness, kindness in them,
carry me a unicorn,
from evil people, from sorcerers,
carry me where there is water:
it is alive, it is pure,
I will drink water, I will enter the forest,
I will gently hug the trees,
their leaves will whisper to me,
heal me, pity me,
carry me unicorn
from evil people
and from adversity.

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