The men gathered together And without all the foreplay. They decided to create a warrior and began to combine them. The body came from a lion, the body from a goat, and instead of a tail, a snake's head.

There's a big Cossack kuren in front, a merry fool is carrying wood to the stove.

The cat's rumbling contentedly, I'll stay home, I'm quarantined.

A hurricane came upon the big house. It smashed through the gates like a battering ram.

We're sitting on the roof at night, quietly lighting the lights. Let those who are not with us tonight think of us silently. We'll play together in our dreams: Nanny's grandchildren with the local children, And may we have everything we want, The main thing we don't have is a family!

The elephant has a loyal friend, It's a little spider.

I was sitting, studying my lesson, And I was looking at the ceiling... Who should I write a poem about? Who can be a hero?

The thief saw the house, He took an axe in his hand, He took an axe in his hand, And cut down the fence.

A moose went out for a walk, And hoping for luck, He ran along the road, And saw cars.

Years pass, centuries pass, And one thing never changes: Generations change, And constellations remain.

Movies, wine and dominoes are out of fashion, and have been for a long time. Everyone knows it - children and gray-haired grandmothers.

Our mole is offended: He's a hermit. It so happens that the mole has a very quiet hole. He likes to read, he likes to play checkers and chess.