...What have I got left? Here are the cups, I signed them: Here are pencils, here are markers, I used them to mark things.

В королевстве заяц жил, С королевой он дружил. Добрый он питомец был, Всех придворных он любил.

We bought Grandpa a parrot, But they didn't know what to feed him, So we got some treats, And the fun began Grandpa's fun new friend He's talking to everyone around him

It was a long time ago, One fine summer day, Two piglets found a typewriter, They decided to write a letter. Suddenly there was a serious question: What to write about and to whom?

I saw a red-headed bird in the window, It's very rare, It's not a tit! I couldn't find out: What should I call this bird?

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?