In crib

Vale Generozovoj

– “There, where the briar grew scarlet,
Gnomes found caps”…
Mom, little Valenka
Quietly took off shoes.

– “The sun looking through branches,
By Rose flying bee”…
Mom, little kiddie
Quietly withdrew stockings.

– “The serpent is not waited for a minute or,
whistle, – and to the mountains soon!”
Mom, carotid malyutochki
Silk combed curls.

– “cat zavidevshi, chicken
Steel turkeys in a circle”…
Mom, carotid dochurochki
He took the doll out of the hands.

– “In the evening, the little girl
Once arrived angelok”…
Mom of dormant Valenka
Doll knitting a stocking.

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