Children's counters. On the golden porch sat: the king, the prince, the king, the prince, the shoemaker, the tailor

In modern society, children use counting rhymes to distribute roles and sequences in the game and often become their authors themselves. However, educators and teachers can use counting rhymes not only to entertain children, but also to develop useful skills and abilities in them: oral counting, clear diction and correct articulation, as well as to develop a sense of rhythm and improve memory, the formation in children of such qualities as honesty and camaraderie. Well-known counting rhymes, like “They sat on the golden porch,” have many options and opportunities for use.

A brief history of the counting rhyme "They sat on the golden porch"

Researchers attribute the appearance of the rhyme to the 20th century, but not earlier than the mid-1930s. For almost a century, it has undergone many changes. Generations that were children in the second half of the last century remember how the rhyme was woven into the essence of the street game with a skipping rope, which had different variations. Most often, the leader stood in the center, twisted the rope (one edge in his hand, the second on the ground) and slowly but clearly pronounced the counting rhyme, the rest of the children stood in a circle and jumped over it. The one who was touched by the jump rope was out of the game.

Instead of a jump rope, you can use a rope with a small weight tied at the end.

Over time, the counting rhyme separated from the jump rope game, and its characters changed from the ancient rulers and their subjects to the heroes of the Walt Disney cartoon studio. But the development of the counting rhyme did not stop there, more and more modern adults and even children themselves come up with new variations on such a favorite topic.

A selection of counting options

Classic (short version):

• On the golden porch sat:
  King, prince, king, prince,
  Shoemaker, tailor -
  Who/you/will/be like?

When writing text to children on a board or on a slide, you can use the “/” sign to indicate the transition to a new participant

Another version of the short classic variant suggests saying "in gold" instead of "in gold", and also shortened the last line:

• They sat on the golden porch -
  king, prince,
  king, queen,
  Shoemaker, tailor;
  And who are you?

The extended version assumes additional lines that appeared later:

• Speak quickly
  Don't delay
  Good and honest people!

You can ask the children if they know who the heroes of the counting rhymes are, what they do

Both forms of the classic version involve not just a single pronunciation of a rhyme, but a multi-level game that requires an answer to the question (who will you be?) And further repetition of the text of the rhyme. The one pointed to by the host calls the character (for example, "shoemaker" or "tailor"). The counting room is spoken again to the named word, and the one to whom it fell out of the game; this is repeated until only one player remains, who will be the leader. In this case, the rhyme does not distribute roles for the next game, but chooses the one who will drive in the next game, that is, the participant who will be the last one.

Modern version with Disney characters:

The augmented modern version often has two extra lines, but can be used without them:

• “And Ponochka has a star -
  She chose you!"

Even the version of the counting rhyme, popular in the 2000s, has changed more than once:

• On the golden porch sat:
  Mickey Mouse, Tom and Jerry,
  Uncle Scrooge and three ducklings.
  Come out, you'll be Ponca.
  Ponka learns to count:
  One, two, three, four, five.

Here is another version of the modernized rhyme, but with the hero of the fairy tale Alan Milne.

A variant used in the game in the second half of the 20th century, considered the forerunner of the "golden ring".

• The foam floated from the sea.
  They began to beat, beat,
  They began to ask:
  "Who do you have more?
  Who do you have less? -
  "King, queen,
  King, queen
  Red girl."

The counting table can be used not only to select the leader, but also during the entire game, which is especially suitable for outdoor games in the fresh air: the leader pronounces the text of the counting rhyme, the children jump over the rope. Who stumbles out of the game

Video: counting rhyme "They sat on the golden porch"

This creative performance of the rhyme by a student of MBOU school No. 32 in Togliatti shows how rhymes can be used to develop the child's acting abilities, and not just for the distribution of roles or directly in the game.

The rhyme "They sat on the golden porch" has a long history and many variations that have changed over time. Modern heroes of the counting rhyme are closer and more understandable to children, but the classic version is very useful for introducing children to the traditions and culture of their people, and is no less interesting for games and creativity.

Rhyming rhymes are a deeply pagan invention. Our ancient ancestors believed that if we simply counted the trophies obtained during the hunt, then the next outing for game would not be successful. Therefore, all sorts of linguistic tricks were used: for example, they considered non-existent words like "Eni-beni-slave".
In general, counting rhymes have been studied quite deeply by philologists and linguists. Their detailed classification is applied, what, where, why, for what reason, etc. I will not go into such details. But all this is not casual and carries a deep meaning, like Russian folk tales, for example.
In addition to a purely utilitarian role - to choose a driver in the game - counting rhymes also have a lot of advantages of a purely psychological nature. At the very least, they train their memory.
The smallest on the material of counting rhymes are taught speech and counting.
Rhyming rhymes give birth to a correct understanding of justice in a child: you have fallen out, everything is fair, you have to drive, and arguing with this is stupid and not comradely. They teach intelligent obedience to rules for the sake of the common cause.
In addition, a simple touch on the chest, taken during the "calculation", carries a deep psychotherapeutic meaning: it is like a sign of trust, a symbol of friendship, belonging to a small society.

I am writing a post, my daughter (4 years old) comes up to me and tells a rhyme that I hear for the first time:

Puppy sitting on a bench
I counted my pins:
One two Three -
You will be the queen!

Come on, whoever remembers or hears from children, write here, if not too lazy!
It will be cool to see how the counting rhymes differ from time to time.

Well, I’ll write rhymes from the 80s and 90s (although maybe they were before? Most likely):

On the golden porch sat:
king-prince-king-prince,
Shoemaker-tailor
Who are you-will-you be?

Come out (speak) - hurry up - do not delay
Kind—and honest (wise)—people!

A version of this rhyme from the 90s:

They sat on the golden porch,
gummy bears, tom and jerry,
Scrooge McDuck and 3 ducklings
come out you'll be Ponka!

On the golden porch sat:
Winnie the Pooh and Tom and Jerry
Mickey Mouse, three ducklings.
Come out, you'll be Ponca!
If Ponca doesn't come,
Scrooge McDuck is going crazy.

Another topic:

Aty-baty-walked-soldiers,
Aty-baty-to-bazaar.
Aty-baty-what-bought?
Aty-baty-self-var.
Aty-baty-how much-costs?
Aty-baty-three-ruble
Aty-baty-he-what?
Aty-baty-gold-toy.

came out-hedgehog-from-fog
drank—juice—half a—glass
looked—into an empty—glass
and - again - went - into the fog

Eniki-Beniki-ate-dumplings
Eniki-Beniki-dump!
A Soviet sailor came out.

Eniki - Beniki - ate - dumplings,
Eniki-Beniki-Klos
A merry sailor came out.

Eniki-beniki-panicles-brooms!
Boliki-lyoliki-sawdust-rollers!

Here are some of my favorites:

The carriage rode through the dark forest
For some interest
Inte inter interest
Come out on the letter "es".

similar:

The cuckoo walked past the forest
For some interest.
Inti-inti-intires,
Choose the letter "s".
The letter "s" did not fit,
Choose the letter "a".

You remember such counting rhymes for a lifetime)) :

A month came out of the fog
He took out a knife from his pocket:
I will cut, I will beat -
You still can't live!
(Or a milder version of "You don't care to drive!")

And by the way, it was invented quite recently and the meaning is the most direct. This rhyme goes back to the real story of a certain Banderite by the name of Month, who was fierce in Western Ukraine during the Great Patriotic War. The children reflected historical events in their own way and preserved them in the people's memory in such an original way...

Well, in this counting rhyme you need to know the rhythm (tempo) with which to tell. If you have not heard it, it is difficult to repeat it normally. It's not even clear how to punctuate.

on the balcony number 8
ugh, what a sin, what fun it was for us parirors, everyone divided in half the truth yes yes
repeat

we flew from the balcony
repeat

we got into the police oh she broke all the bars
repeat

we got to the hospital
repeat

we got to the cemetery, oh yeah, and we counted the dead
repeat paruriroma everyone divided in half true NO ahaaaaah

This is how I found it on the Internet, but this is how I remember it, my older sister told it to me:

on the balcony number 8 - oh to her - we were sitting with the brother of the bones,

We flew from the balcony - oh to her - they hit the young lady with her elbow
ugh what a sin you are. we had fun curbstone-oriram. all divided in half right? - yeah

We got into the police - oh to her - they broke all the bars
ugh what a sin you are. we had fun curbstone-oriram. all divided in half right? - yeah

We got to the hospital - oh to her - they pressed the nurse at the door
ugh what a sin you are. we had fun curbstone-oriram. all divided in half right? - yeah

We got to the cemetery - oh to her - and they counted the dead
ugh what a sin you are. we had fun curbstone-oriram. all divided in half right? - NO NO

although I can't remember the exact words...

One, two, three, four, five,
Went out - bunny - take a walk,
Suddenly - the hunter - runs out -
Shoots straight into rabbits
Bang-bang-oh-oh-oh
Dies-raet-bunny-my.
They—carried—him—to the hospital,
Refused—refused—he—to be treated,
Brought—brought—him—home,
It turned out—he was—alive.

Our - Masha
Got up early
Dolls—all
Re-counted:
Two-matryoshkas
On the window
Two-Arinki
On a feather bed
Two-Tanyushki
On a pillow
A—Petrushka
In-cap
On—oak
Chest-ke!

A month came out of the fog
He took a knife out of his pocket
I will cut, I will beat,
You still get naked.
And after the month the moon.
The devil hung the sorcerer.
And the sorcerer hung, hung
And flew into the trash.
And Boris lived in the garbage -
Chairman of dead rats.
And his wife - Larisa -
Wonderful rat.
He loved another
He took an ax and killed it.
The wife didn't die.
I took the money and left.
He loved another
He took the perfume and gave it to her.

The ending doesn't really connect...

And a few more:

Do-re-mi-fa-sol-la-si
The cat sat in a taxi.
And the kittens clung
And ride for free.

Tsikal-tsikal, mototsikal,
All tracks are cycling
And came to Leningrad
Choose your outfit:
Red, blue, blue -
Choose any one.

Helicopter, helicopter
Take me flying.
And in flight it's empty
Cabbage has grown.
And a worm in the cabbage,
Vanya the fool came out.

Aye, zwein,
Chukate me,
Abel - fabel,
De me ne.
x, pix,
Bullet - farts,
Naupux!

I know in another way:

Ekota pekota chukota ma
Abul fabul del mana
Ex pex bullet pux naus - My daughter learned this with pleasure)) and taught others

monkey chi chi chi
sold bricks,
did not have time to sell
flew under the bed.
Empty under the bed
grown cabbage,
grapes on cabbage
turned out to be an automatic .
(there is still not quite a decent option)

Eniki - beniki ate dumplings...
Draniki, dates, muffins and gingerbread,
Donuts and buns, and all sorts of donuts,
Dumplings, cakes, marshmallows and bars,
Peppers, salads, tomatoes, potatoes,
Cabbage, mustard, mushrooms and okroshka.
Radish, matzah, mayonnaise and meatballs,
Eggs, beets, bishbarmak and rolls.
Salo, peas, dill and cheesecakes,
Bananas, coconuts, carrots and parsley,
Butter, barbecue, artichokes, brisket,
Onions, tomatoes, beans and tarts.
Pancakes, marmalade, cottage cheese, beer, stew,
Coffee, cookies, sour cream, condensed milk,
Apples, fish, cocoa, hodgepodge,
Jelly, wild garlic, sausage, casserole.
Shrimps, lemons, nuts and plums,
Jam, black bread, white bread, gravy,
Sugar, lobster, liver, candy,
Cheese, vinegar, lobsters, wine, tea, pies,
Salt, chips, cakes, rice, chops,
Straws, cognac, jellied tongues,
Melons, fillets, pasties, langets,
Semolina, barley, caviar, vinaigrettes,
Zrazy, sausages, garlic, entrecote,
Horseradish, chocolate, pasta and sprats.
Brawn, belyashi, zucchini, zeppelins,
Peaches, sorrel, chicken and olives.
Kiwi, herring, pork, gooseberries,
Oysters, pumpkins, pomegranates, rose hips,
Cream, truffles, waffles, dryers and rutabagas,
Lamb, croutons, currants, cranberries.
Crabs, compote, ham, cabbage rolls,
Kefir, mineral water and cucumbers,
Blueberries, mashed potatoes, squash, strawberries,
Molasses, cracklings and strawberries,
Rhubarb, raisins, meatballs, halva,
Pilaf, chakhokhbili, spinach and quince,
Spaghetti, almonds, honey, dumplings, rump steaks,
Croutons, roast beef, beans and steaks...
Lightly ate and poured again!
(With such a rhyme, you will definitely train your memory))

Well, this is not a counting rhyme, but it is very popular with children, which is interesting for both my generation and my daughter too:

Make peace, make peace, make peace
and fight no more.
And if you fight

old folk counting rhymes for children in Russian. Everyone knew various counting rhymes in childhood, let's remember and tell them to our children. We have a fairly large collection of children's rhymes.

Children's counting rhymes

SAT ON THE GOLDEN PORCH

On the golden porch sat:

• -tsar,
• - prince,
• -king,
• -prince,
• -shoemaker,
• -tailor.

Who will you be?

Speak quickly

Do not detain honest and kind people!

A DAW SAT ON THE POST!

The counting starts!
A jackdaw was sitting on a pole,
and on the wire from 2 sides
sat next to 6 crows.
6 crows 7 jackdaws
counting continues
counting continues
6 crows 7 jackdaws.

Gophers whistled in the field
and the corncrakes creaked
in ripe oats.
All of a sudden, everything went silent
and rushed who where,
empty wires -
6 crows flew away
to crows in the thick of crowns.

And the jackdaw has ingenuity -
understood the danger of the jackdaw.
Understood the danger of a jackdaw,
and the jackdaw has ingenuity.
The kite rushed from a height,
the jackdaw hid in the bushes,
the jackdaw hid in the bushes.
Who is left? Only you!

BUNNY

One, two, three, four, five
Bunny went out for a walk.
Suddenly the hunter runs out -
Shoots directly at the Bunny:
Bang Bang!
Oh oh oh!
My Bunny is dying...
Brought him home
He turned out to be alive!

A MONTH IS OUT OF THE FOG

A month came out of the fog
He took out a knife from his pocket:
"I will cut, I will beat!
Who will you stay friends with?

ATY-BATY

Aty-baty, the soldiers were walking,

Aty-baty, to the market.

Aty-baty, what did you buy?

Aty-baty, samovar.

Aty-baty, how much does it cost?

Aty-baty, three rubles.

Aty-baty, who's coming out?

Aty-baty, it's me!

BUNNY

One, two, three, four, five,

The bunny went out for a walk.

Suddenly the hunter runs out,

Shoots directly at the rabbit.

Bang Bang!

Oh oh oh!

My bunny is dying.

They took him to the hospital

He stole a mitten there,

They brought him to the ward

He stole some chocolate there.

They brought him home

He turned out to be alive.

SHISHEL-MYSHEL

Shishel-Myshel

Sat on the roof.

Shishel-Myshel

WHO DID NOT HIDE

One, two, three, four, five!

I'm going to look!

Who did not hide

I am not guilty!

Hush, MICE!

Hush, mice!

rooftop cat,

Higher!

The cat went

For milk

And the kittens:

Somersault.

The cat has come

Without milk,

And the kittens:

Ha ha ha!

DRIVE CAR

A car was driving through a dark forest

For some interest

Inte-inter-interest,

Come out on the letter "es".

The letter "es" did not fit -

Come out on the letter "a".

The letter "a" is not good -

Come out on the letter "sha"!

Or like this:

Come out on the letter C,

and on the letter a star,

where the trains run.

If the train doesn't go

the driver is going crazy.

magpie-crow

The magpie-crow cooked porridge, fed the children.

I gave it, I gave it, I gave it, I gave it.

And she didn't give it.

Because I didn't chop wood

I didn’t carry water, I didn’t cook porridge.

The crocodile walked

smoking a pipe,

The tube fell and wrote:

Shishel-myshel,

This one came out.

An orange rolled down to the city of Berlin,

Didn't learn lessons

And I got two.

There are cars in the garage - Volga, Chaika, Zhiguli,

Which one do you get the keys from?

Sat on the golden porch

Gummi Bears, Tom and Jerry,

Scrooge McDuck and three ducklings

Come out, you'll be Ponca!

If Ponochka leaves,

Scrooge McDuck is going crazy!

The counting rhyme begins

On the shore sat a jackdaw,

Two crows, a sparrow,

Three magpies, nightingale.

One, two, three, four, five,

We will play hide and seek.

Sky, stars, meadow, flowers - Get out of the circle you.

One, two, three, four, five - We will start the Games.

The bees flew into the field.

They buzzed, they buzzed.

The bees sat on the flowers.

We play - you drive.

In the morning the butterfly woke up

Smiled, stretched

Once - she washed herself with dew,

Two - gracefully circled,

Three - bent down and sat down,

And four flew away.

The hare ran through the swamp,

He was looking for a job

Didn't find a job

I cried and went.

Stork-stork, stork-bird,

What do you dream about at night?

I have swamp edges,

More frogs.

Catch them, don't catch them.

That's all, you drive!

The cuckoo walked past the net,

And behind her are small children,

Cuckoos are asked to drink.

Come out - you drive.

Jump and jump, jump and jump

Bunny jumps - gray side.

Jump through the woods, jump, jump,

On the snowball - poke, poke, poke.

Sat down under a bush

I wanted to be buried.

Whoever catches him leads.

One, two, one, two

Here is a birch, here is a grass,

Here is a clearing, here is a meadow

Get out, my friend.

One two three four,

Five, six, seven

Eight nine ten.

A white moon emerges.

Who reaches the month

He will go to hide.

We shared an orange

There are many of us, and he is one.

This slice is for the hedgehog,

This slice is for a swift,

This slice is for ducklings,

This slice is for kittens,

This slice is for the beaver,

And for a wolf - peel.

He is angry with us - trouble!

Run somewhere!

bells, bells,

Pigeons flew

By the morning dew

Along the green lane

Sat in the barn.

Run, chase.

Our kittens were born

One, two, three, four, five,

Come join us guys

Once a kitten is the whitest

Two kitten - the most daring

Three kitten - the smartest

And four is the noisiest

Five is like three and two

Same tail and head

Also a speck on the back

He also sleeps all day in a basket.

We have good kittens

One, two, three, four, five

Come join us guys

High-high

I threw my ball easily.

But my ball fell from heaven

Rolled into a dark forest.

One, two, three, four, five,

I'm going to look for him.

One, two, three, four, five.

We decided to play

But we don't know how to be

Nobody wanted to drive!

We point you to:

That's right, you will!

Masha ate porridge,

Didn't finish the porridge.

"One, two, three," she said

And I ate potatoes.

Who will take three spoons,

He will go out.

One two Three.

Come out to the meadow

Round dance backwaters,

Who's left

That one.

One, two, three, four, five,

We go out to play.

Gotta choose the water

Top, top, stomp,

You will definitely be the water.

One, two, three, four, five,

There is nowhere for a bunny to jump;

Everywhere goes the wolf, the wolf,

He teeth - click, click!

And we hide in the bushes

Hide, bunny, and you.

You wolf, wait!

Into the distance the forest river runs,

Bushes grow along it.

I invite everyone to the game

We play - you drive!

We gathered in the yard

It was in September.

One, two, three, four, five,

We decided to play.

How much is two plus three?

If you know, then drive!

Sat on the golden porch: Tsar, Tsarevich, King, Prince,
Shoemaker, tailor... And who are you?
Speak fast, don't lie good and honest people!

The original, on which the Princess from the golden porch
wrote a parody:

“The sky is high above me - a bottomless blue color.
Tell me, oh heaven, who is the true poet?
The merry wind laughs, cheerful without wine:
« In their souls my frivolity, and the sky - the depth!»

Daisies grow in the wind. Tell me the answer
Tell me, flowers of the fields, who is the true poet?
Petals murmur sweetly in the arms of weedy darkness:
« The poet is a mysterious flower, the poet is simple, like us».

God's light streams among the spreading branches.
Tell me, O tree, who is the true poet?
A young alder whispers to me, an old maple mutters:
« Only one who is in love with his homeland can be a poet!»

I cry thinking of you lying in coffins
Poets of my Motherland! Your ashes have found rest.
You left for another world always in the prime of life.
Cruel and bitter is the Russian dispute about who is the true poet!»

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"Parody" of the Princess-in-the-Tower
Violetta Bashy
"POETTS OF GODINA EVOY
https://www.site/work/634219/

“The sky is high above me - a bottomless blue color. .." -
Tell me, damn it, will a poet write such crap?
Pegasus Rygulkina - m .. eccentric, forever from the future
Everyone neighs that this wild nonsense is like depth in the ass.

Sitting down in what "in the wind", Ilya hums in response,
That he is not a Mukhovon Pindos, but a true poet!
From Gay.ru old men babble in the arms of sticky darkness:
“Ragulkin, if you“ share, ”then Volochkova is us.”

It is not from the sprawling branches that God's light streams.
That from the oak graphomaniac shit crazy "paet".
And the young alder yells to him, and the old maple.
“Rygulkin, you fucking asshole, at least“ in love with your homeland ”.

And the motherland groans in response, and sees, as in coffins,
Balmont's sleepy ashes rise from indignation.
And he beats Rygulkin with bones for her drunken nonsense.
And he says: “You are a fly bell, Rygulkin is not a poet!”*

09/12/2012 Violetta Basha
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PARODY on works Princess Violetta Basha
and Tsarevich Roman Essa

«« The sky is high above me - a bottomless blue color. ..» -
Tell me, damn it, will a poet write such crap?»
“It is not from the sprawling branches that God's light streams.
That from the oak graphomaniac shit crazy "paet".»

One of the best POETESS became very indifferent:
She does not like God's light - she lied about it!
And she doesn’t like the sky - she shot a rally a couple of times ...
It's already brown.! And everyone needs a gas mask.

Such well-known important ladies (s) do not seem to swear to face ...
But it sticks (c) for the sake of arrogance, having paved the road to the "Porch".
With one movement of her hands, she suddenly dragged tons of dirt,
Raised (with) fishing turbidity from the bottom, Poets obscene overlaid ...

Sitting tight and comfortable on the golden porch,
The Princess-in-the-Tower publicly, with a sweet smile on her face,
He distributes "gifts" to servants, appeases his pride -
The stinking river flows, but she, in the tank, does not stink.

"Illiterate, stupid, arrogant,
But who, who is this diva?

The sweets are deliciously wrapped, an elegant bright fantasy glis...
But you unfolded only one ... Immediately recoil back!
Around jet excellently caustic out of fanta gushed d..obro
To the poetess neighbor, to everyone in the district at the same time:

“And the young alder yells to him, and the old maple.
“Rygulkin, you fucking asshole, at least “in love with your homeland.”

Wave d..obraz murmurs and splashes, spreading the aroma,
The beauty of the Princess clearly shines, everyone is happy to fall in love with her!
Candidates gallop in a crowd, suitors to the Princess-in-the-Tower;
Cool brave guys - the line is flowing)C( hands :

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“They burn with a saxophone) C (Odessa is a pimple.
) With (European-style repair of beasts ten thousand
I read for an hour, the overthrow takes me!
) With ( cold lines, like a cancer patient
Everything stinks! I really want to fight
Kicks to drive such youth.
)C (regular patronymics from Madrid.
One of all the Turks defeated) With (madame ... "**

“Here are the poems of the youth. Like the verses of old people
Boring, stuffy,) C (sickly valerian "**

"No, if you are the chosen one of heaven,
Your gift divine messenger,
Use for our benefit:
Correct the hearts of your brethren.”**
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Everything will endure the poor Internet!
Any on .. who lied in him - POET!
« One hundred sites here. AS from rotten coffins"**
That dirt is arrogance, full of bugs ...
Here they will not suffer for a long time,
Wrinkled oatmeal forehead -
They will get the feather of the zharptitsyno,
The word cake on top - CLAP!
To poison bedbugs, to know, they will not get tired -
They will drown in the house ... Poor bug!

"There is no better dope in the world,
Than the Internet system!:)))»***

In him will be raised to the kingdom
Those who publicly ... lie.
Turned into a toilet
Worldwide Internet!)))

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« Here is our gooey Olympus:
With a circle of writer's muses clumsy -
A pimple burns them with a saxophone From Odessa.
) With (European-quality repair of beasts ten thousand
On the pedestal they howl Russian glory. **
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The poor horse was tired and also near the bottom .. dirty
Know,) C (valerian limped, but the land mine is very successful!
Tsarevich urges bast shoes - rather rush for sins -
After all, his path stinks of glory not with almonds and not with spirits:
D.. waters the poets' broth, betraying his brothers with giblets,
He covers his way to the Princess with his proud "poems".

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“In the village, they would, forgetting about POEMS,
Digging potatoes like their grandfathers, right!
Yes, under the accordion and virgins hee-hee
Raise a state without institutions!”*
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Sparkling with golden rhyme, overtaking flies on the fly,
Flies for the Lady of the eternal flock- Hee-hee adding "HOW I can! »
The porch is covered with poets, the steps are hidden in the house,
The Tsarevna's face is not washed, and there are puddles of mud in the yard...

Three-legged horse or five-legged - Our poet does not care,
Insolently rushing on his way - to occupy a holy place.
Wherever you went - everywhere Land mines will point the star path to the laurels,
And it’s immediately obvious that Pegasus will not be allowed to eat or take a nap ...

It is not from the sprawling branches that the nightingale sings songs to us,
The Princess-in-the-Tower is the light of her eyes, proud of her glory:
There are no “paetavs” around her, only for her to be a POET.
Can spoil the whole planet - God forbid, love a lady!

“I go in yesterday - in the compost pit,
Other upstarts are also swarming.” ***
And the Princess, rattling her chains,
It pours d..obro out through the holes.

No Pegasus pavé regal,
Tank of pride to heaven corroded the road.
Satan forever searing gift
I personally put a brand on her hand: 18+

On the golden porch sat: Tsar, Tsarevich, King, Prince...
Shoemaker, tailor... And who are you? Reveal your face to us

“That he is not a Pindos mukhovon, but a true poet!”
“Old men babble from Gay.ru in the arms of sticky darkness:”
“Then from the oak, graphomaniacly, the crazy “paet” is shitting.”
“Everyone laughs that this wild nonsense is like depth in the ass.”
“The crisis is rushing towards us like a boar-
Hello, ass, New Year! ***
“As a laxative for vodka:
A thing not superfluous for the kingdom! ***
"Yes, Roman. What squalor filled TV and the book market,
internet and radio.
A PURE, REAL WORD, THE VOICE OF RUSSIA, POETRY
and journalism - outside the law.
Around - Posners and Dyulgers.
Violetta Basha 03.03.2012 03:50:03
“What can we say about the media, television or publishing houses, where vulgarity and cheap market “products”, which cannot be called literature, mainly reign.”
Roman Ess

The prince thinks in the ass excellent, to know - back thinking is strong!
He beats everyone with a hoof poetically, in love with the noble Princess (C),
Sharing the great glory, I have already climbed onto the pedestal,
And it screeches there, flooding the whole world and the monument:

"Appointment of the poet, Pushkin. what everyone forgot"
« Poet on inspired lyre
He rattled with an absent-minded hand.»**

The princess-in-the-tower knows better, arrogance looks in the slot,
Who claims to be kings and will sit next to her.
He boldly runs into the "cattle", From the porch he has already doused many.
The hoof is chiselled skillfully, but in the turret of the tank she .. lied.

The White Princess opened her face: (c) fishing for the clean -) C (zh.. abu depth.
The star of the Princess has dimmed - bottomless, but not blue ...
She dumped her wealth in a row - under her mask to the bottom ...
Full of the same as the ass, in Russian simply - shit.

* Violetta Basha - poisonous spitting on the neighbors from the Porch of the Reading Room.
**Roman Ess
Symbols: )С( - insect, bug.

"OUR LITERATURE" and
ROMAN Ess - "Appointment of the poet, Pushkin. What everyone forgot about"
http://www.stihi.ru/2010/02/28/1472

***Violetta Basha-Humor

A detailed picture from the exhibition can be viewed here:
http://www.stihi.ru/2012/10/25/3294