Two earthworms

      Two earthworms lived in the nasty ground and only saw the dark

      One day decided to compete and organized a race

      And where? Just above the ground! All jokes aside!

      And our sportsmen have crept out… exclaimed a little and start!

      This way they run and then they creep and dreamed of finish line!

      But fifteen minutes passed away… there is no end, no middle,

      There is too hot in endless road and earthworms lost their force

      And one of them talked to another: “What kind of fool was I!

      I have forgotten that light isn’t nice to me… it’s very hot,

      I lose my forces!

      Perhaps, we should return or otherwise, we’ll die”

      “My friend, I see, you are weak! But you had taken dare!

      Stick to your guns! And keep your word!

      Don’t ache and look at me!

      I will arrive the first, you can be sure of it! It always

      happens in this way the Earthworm bears the palm

      and raises speed, and suddenly he saw a bar…

      It was so unexpected!

      The road was clean! It is no doubt! The worm has raised the head

      And suddenly he flew to heaven… From loss of consciousness

      and forces he dreamed he has the wings and yet achieved his goal!

      Another earthworm saw the truth that happened with his friend…

      Black raven caught him by the pounces and carried him away,

      He was so frightened and the lump has risen in a throat…

      Where is way out?

      It is no start and even end – just sunburned in the sky

      The depressed earthworm passed away. It’s hard to live alone

      Without motivation, without a friend who was an example

      and helps you how to act the earthworm sighed, his tears slid,

      he lost the faith in life…

      The sun was ruthless, the source of life,

      and loved earthy creations…

      And our athlete didn’t stand the troubles of destiny…

      We create idols and copy them…

      Let them rule our life…

      But once we lost them, it retired

      And what will do alone? Will you follow for him on death?

      Lion, Elk and Raven

      One day the Elk has his name day and called Lion and Raven

      He lays the table in a good mood and waits for dear guests

      Raven came and Lion came and they sat at the table

      Elk ply them with exotic dishes and appetizing food

      This dish was cooked of high-grade grass, it grew up on the fields

      It’s very healthful for your pressure and for your heart of course

      There is hay in front of you that was correctly stored

      It’s depository of health and plant protein is

      I eat it for my muscles and bones and then have energy

      I run and jump like a machine. It’s salad of dandelions

      It is spinach and racy sprouts, my dear friends, let’s eat!

      Lion and Raven exchanged their glances and gazed both at the Elk

      And Lion said: “My dear Elk, I eat no hay no straw

      I only can sleep on the grass, but I don’t eat a hay!

      You make a fun of us!”

      “What kind of humorist you are!” – said Raven,

      “I can eat one of seed but I don’t eat hay from birth

      and I apologize!”

      The Elk got upset and said “My dear guests, how it can be?

      This food is very useful! And now it’s on fashion!

      I tried to astonish my guests and all dishes were very hearty

      What do you eat?’ – he asked the Raven ‘It’s only carrion

      and dirt! And you, my Lion? Please, don’t judge! I cooked the best

      for you look at the dishes, how much for health and body they’ve

      contained Raven can’t stand more: “My Elk, what do you say?

      How dare you tell me in such term and call names on my food?

      I’ve eaten it three hundred years and I am in good health!”

      And Lion adds “I agree with Raven and I don’t understand

      Your goal of gathering us here. Is it your name day or teaching?

      I eat meat all my life and it’s my food. I will not be the Elk!

      I’m Lion and I’ll die as Lion! Whoever heard of such a thing?

      That Lion eats hay? We need to go, sorry us, Elk

      This dinner finished. It can’t be continued

      Let’s go, my Raven, otherwise we can let out at!

      Nature gifted us a life, we all are different and unique

      The tastes differ. The harmony is born in wisdom.

2017

      A fish fell into a net…

      One day a fish fell into a net, she swallowed a ledger-bait

      She hangs on a line and wants to save herself

      Her friends proposed her a help,

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