Literary box. Poems about mother. Very funny and even funny. I was crying under the table! sadovsky good heart

Do you like to laugh yourself? Hope so. Or at least you have a good sense of humor. Because today we will have fun. And not only because the article contains funny poems about mom. And some funny poems about mom.

Frankly, I do not like such expressions, but I really laughed out loud at some of the verses. Slowly crawling under the table. Not only because the poems were funny. First of all, because I remembered myself in similar situations. And he presented the picture vividly. 🙂 Try it - I assure you, you will succeed too! 🙂

You know, somewhere I heard this phrase: “poems are not written, they happen.” This phrase is very true for funny poems. To write something funny, you must either get into a funny situation yourself, or become an eyewitness to it. Funny stories are hard to come up with. Therefore, their writing is almost always based on real events and cases.

But in order for a cheerful life moment captured on paper to evoke appropriate emotions in the reader, talent alone is not enough. To interpret what you see, you also need sharpness of mind and a good sense of humor. Tick ​​and get good poems about mom. Funny and funny

Poems about mom funny

To grow properly

Gotta get my mom

Mom is a very useful animal,

Better not to find!

If you want to eat -

It's only worth yelling

Mom comes running right away

Will sisyu offer.

In boobs simple and easy

There is milk.

It's just worth sucking -

A river flows right into your mouth!

If you have eaten a lot

But you still don't want to sleep

So that mom does not get bored,

You can scream again.

Mom will take in her arms

Mom will sing a song

Mom will tell a story

Dancing, bring the ball!

If you still want to sleep

It's better to lie next to your mother -

Let him sleep a little too

Mom needs to be protected.

Snuggle up to the warm side

Sweet - sweet stretch

Before going to bed, that mom is nearby,

Be sure to make sure.

If you open your eyes

And you will see - there is no mother,

Of course, you will make a roar,

You will break into nothing.

She will come running

Leaking milk.

Mom is a very domestic animal,

Doesn't go far.

Do you want to be the happiest

So take my advice:

Start your mother soon -

There is no better mother of the beast!

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Moms love to eat jam

Moms love to eat jam

Sitting in the dark in the kitchen

Sing while dancing on Sunday

If no one sees them.

Moms love to measure puddles,

Finding them in the hot summer

Forget the keys to the door

And then loiter somewhere.

Moms like to sleep on Saturday

And sculpt elephants out of snow

And skip work

And in the winter without a hat to run.

Moms love to chew on candy.

And ride the tram

But they are silent about it.

Nobody knows... (Gerasimova D)

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Gift

I decided to cook compote

On my mother's birthday

I took raisins, nuts, honey,

Kilogram of jam.

Put everything in a pot

Stirred, poured water,

Put on the stove

And added fire.

To make it taste better

I won't regret anything!

Two carrots, onion, banana,

Cucumber, flour glass,

Everything was boiling, steam swirled ...

Finally, the compote is cooked!

I took the pan to my mother:

- Happy birthday, Mommy!

Mom was very surprised

Laughed, admired

I poured compote for her -

Let's try it soon!

Mom drank a little

And ... coughed into her palm,

And then she said sadly:

- Miracle! Thank you! Delicious! (Druzhinina M)

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Kind heart

I once brought a puppy into the house,

homeless tramp,

To feed him a little

Hungry poor man.

Well, - said my mother, - let

He will live a little

There is such sadness in his eyes!

There is a spoon of soup ...

I found in the yard later

A little bit alive kitten

I also brought it to the house,

Mom said again:

Well, well, - she said, - let

He will live a little

There is such sadness in his eyes!

There is a spoon of porridge ...

I found a chick under the nest

Crows hovered over him

I hid in a tomboy's hat,

We came home with him.

Well, well, - said my mother, - let

He will live a little

There is such sadness in his eyes!

There is a crumb of bread ...

Once I brought a hedgehog

snake and turtle

And the hare ran into our door,

Probably out of fear.

Mom said: - Let them live

The apartment is so wonderful

And if you make room, here

And we have a place! (Mikhail Sadovsky)

Why Velcro

Mom loves and regrets.

Mom understands.

My mom knows everything

Everything in the world knows!

Why do wasps bite?

I ask directly.

And to ALL my questions

mom answers.

Will tell me where from the sky

Snow is taken in winter.

Why a loaf of bread

Is it baked from flour?

Why is the dog barking?

What will dream in a dream?

Why does the icicle melt

And trembling eyelashes?

Why is there a cloud in the sky

Is there a lawn in the forest?

I'M A GOOD LOOP-WHY,

AND SHE IS A KNOW-HOW! (Tatyana Bokova)

funny poems about mom

Mom is sleeping, she is tired..

Pull off the blanket quickly

Let's paint mom's belly

(shit you, a belly with half a watermelon!)

Can we paint the walls?

I'm an awesome artist!

Blanket with flowers!

Quiet, do not interfere with mom!

Bring the scissors soon

Cut it straight!

We train quickly

Fine motor skills!

Mom is sleeping, she is tired..

It's chilly without a blanket!

We will cover mom with a fur coat!

Sorry, the lining is kinda rough..

Did you take the scissors away, bro?

Not? Are you clipping the coupon in the passbook?…

Sleep, mother, sleep, dear!

We are quiet! Without interfering!

I'm thinking ... How can I be with her -

With this woman dear, beloved, close ...

How to change her character -

To not be such a "radish"?!

Here, yesterday crawled secretly to the outlet,

I thought everything, my dream came true!

Figushki! Like the devil from a snuffbox

My woman appeared.

Pulled away, severely scolded ..

But I almost succeeded!

In general, brothers, it became so insulting ..

I didn't want to cry, but I had to!

Even though my heart was bad,

I suddenly realized - happiness still be!

(My woman by some miracle

I forgot to close the bathroom door.

I am headlong crawling towards the cherished dream,

I'm picking up speed.

My dear friend! Toilet brush!

Wait a bit! I'm going!!!

Here it is! A miracle happened in the world!

Yorshik is like a wand in my hands!

I look with admiration at my friend

With a gentle smile on her lips.

I was ready to kiss a friend

But suddenly suddenly from around the corner

With a cry of "ay-yay-yay" and a fright

My woman appeared.

Well, in whom are you so agile, mom?

My happiness was fleeting..

Well, why did you take the brush

And stepped on the throat of the song?!

I roar. What is left for me?!

Broke twice already..

She's going to have to sweat a lot.

To calm my nerves!

I danced a jig and a lambada -

He pretended to get through.

Distracted (which was necessary).

My goal is a garbage can!

I'm only determined to win

The third mistake I can not survive ..

Must have before lunch

At least one dream come true!

Mom went to buy herself

new coat,

and openwork linen,

and a skirt to go out,

and favorite perfume

and a necklace around the neck

- well, what comes to mind

from haberdashery...

Barely got home

dragging packages.

In them lay - my God! —

sword, two pistols,

and hockey skates

and soccer ball...

Because she has

have a favorite boy!

Child's thoughts...

I woke up, my mother was sleeping.

And on us with a smile the sun

Looking through the blinds.

You have to crawl to your mother

And grab her by the nose

And it won't wake up for a long time -

Here, you have to wake up.

“Mom, get up urgently,

Many things have been waiting for us -

After all, I woke you at night

Only eight times."

Mom fed me right away.

I forgot to take off my diaper

And laid in the bed

Play with rattles.

How can I not play

Nothing to miss

And then mom wash

I was already ready to go.

I let go to wash

Just brush your teeth here!

Well, breakfast, I guess.

You have to eat here too.

Cook, mom, take me with you

Be sure to take it!

And hold with one hand

And cook another dinner.

Dress up, dress up -

We are going to walk.

Only in vain they shake me -

No way I'm going to sleep!

Oh, where am I? Ah, in a wheelchair.

And I'm already screaming.

Your fairy tales will not help -

I want hands.

I'm interested in the handles

So many new things!

And in the stroller it's somehow crowded,

And nothing is visible.

We walk for three hours, it's boring ...

Is it time for us to go home?

And daddy's hands hurt,

Dad is weak.

They put it on the tummy

Rattles piled up.

I just don't care about them

Mom, you haven't sung yet!

Mom will sing and dance to me,

Spin around like a spinning top

And she will tell poems.

What did not go to the artist?

I see a new blank.

Maybe play with her?

Okay, mom, take a breather,

I'll digress. For five minutes.

To not waste time

For mommy's soul

There is an occupation - quickly ironing

Rompers and hats.

I just love mom

I try to be around.

I forget about it

Only when I swim.

At night I sang everything I knew

And rocked as best she could.

Mommy is tired

And lay down with me.

How else to deal with sleep

I won't use my mind. Falling asleep...

Good night! I'll wake up in an hour... !!

Me and my sister Lina

They broke their heads:

What about the holiday - Women's Day -

Give us a mom?

And we decided: since we are at home

(We are in quarantine)

General cleaning

We'll spend it in an apartment.

They took a bucket and rags with her,

We tried our best:

Wiped the dust on the shelves

Rubbish was swept into the corner.

Although Lina and I are small,

We washed the floors with her.

We haven't forgotten anything.

Dust wiped here and there,

And their beautiful dolls

They were seated.

We've been working, we're tired

Sit down to rest…

And raspberry jam

I ate with my sister

Me and Lina from a spoon -

Eat a little!

When mommy came

She immediately understood

That's why she smiled

And spread her hands

And then me and Lina

To wash in the bath led.

Nothing that my sister and I

And in jam, and in dust,

But we are on Women's Day

Helped my mom a lot!

Mom said: "Boil

We need water to

Kill harmful microbes in it.

I won't drink tea anymore

There are dead microbes!

My mom got fluffy

She says she is expecting a baby.

Who will understand them, adults,

Who, whom, from where is waiting?

Mom sat next to me

And terribly surprised:

She has almost a year

The sister lives in the stomach.

Sister knows everything about us

When the radio plays

Our bedtime story

Hears in his house.

She's a little baby

Grow up a little more

Mom will be pushed to the side with a foot,

So, it will come to us soon.

A poem about a pregnant mother

To keep mom from being sad

Don't forget about the baby

Drink mama well

In the stomach or below.

Mom will feel better

Mom smiles softly

And the wishes of a child

Mom will hear everything.

If you beat in the stomach for a long time -

Mom will buy chocolate

Or even eat condensed milk,

If the child really needs it.

And leave the stuffy office

Turn the music down...

You move more actively

Mom will definitely hear you.

Don't let her sleep at night

Let him get used to it right away

Let him find a place in himself

Where your knock does not reach.

You are the long-awaited baby,

Try to kick papa too

And a dog, a brother, a cat,

If they put their paws on you.

Let them immediately understand

Who is the head of their family

The cutest, the best

The sweetest and most desirable.

WHO IS IN MOTHER'S STOMACH?

Something strange happened!

Something happened to mom!

Her belly is growing

Like a mother hippo!

Maybe mom got sick?

Maybe even ate something!

Ile had an embarrassment with her:

The belly became like a watermelon!

Surprise has no limits:

Mom eats pieces of chalk

And candy with lollipop

Eats cucumber

Why Happy Dad!

Shouldn't you call a doctor?

We don't even have time to gasp.

Mom can burst out loud!

But the whole family laughs

And doesn't listen to me

They say that the day will come

Everything will pass by itself!

Really! "So it's simple?"

SOON WILL BE TOO LATE!

look at the belly

Someone already lives there!

These are the funny and funny ones. With an adequate amount of humor and very easy to understand. We can safely say that here each poem is a moment captured by life, put by the authors on paper with the help of simple words and pen.

Purpose: to cultivate love and respect for the mother, to promote the creation of family traditions, warm relationships in the family.

Objectives: To contribute to the creation of positive emotional experiences for children.

To learn to expressively perform poems, to process them in a variety of intonations depending on the content, to use natural intonations, logical pauses, stresses, to convey one's attitude to the content.

To teach children to feel and understand the nature of the images of works of art, to perceive their relationship with life phenomena.

to teach to understand the moral of a fairy tale, to expand children's ideas about fairy tales different peoples, about the traditions and customs of the peoples of the north. Develop attention, thinking, memory, attention. Cultivate the ability to empathy, responsiveness, respect for the mother

Preliminary work

Conversation with children about the history of the origin of the holiday "Mother's Day".

Selection of literary material.

Learning poems about mother.

Host: Mom! The most beautiful word on earth is mother. This is the first word that a person utters, and it sounds equally tender in all languages ​​of the world.

Although this holiday is still young, and has not yet acquired the traditions of celebration and popular love, but I want to believe that it will become truly beloved, revered, holy!

Mom is the beginning of our life, the warmest look, the most loving heart, the most good hands. Becoming a mother, a woman discovers in herself best qualities: kindness, love and care.

Leading: Many beautiful poems were written by poets about mother. These are the poems written by Agnia Lvovna Barto.

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Agniya BartoAll she

Who loves you children more
Who loves you so tenderly
And takes care of you
Without closing your eyes at night?
- "Mom dear."
Who shakes the cradle for you,
Who sings songs to you
Who tells you fairy tales
And he gives you toys?
- Golden Mom.
If, children, you are lazy,
Disobedient, playful,
What happens sometimes -
Who is shedding tears then?
- "That's it, dear."

Mom sings

Mom in the rooms
In a white apron
Will slowly pass
Walks through the rooms
busy with business
And, in between,
Sings.
Cups and saucers
washes,
I smile
Doesn't forget
And sings.
But here today
The voice is familiar
It's like it's not the same
Mom is still
walks around the house,
But he sings differently.
The voice is familiar
With special power
Suddenly sounded in silence.
good something
He brought to my heart...
I would not burst into tears.

Parting

Everything I do for my mother:
I play scales for her
For her I go to the doctor,
I study mathematics.
All the boys climbed into the river,
I was alone on the beach
For her after illness
Didn't even swim in the river.
For her I wash my hands
Eating some carrots...
Only now we are apart,
Mom in Pryluky
Fifth day on a business trip.
And tonight all evening
There is nothing for me to do!
And probably out of habit.
Or maybe out of boredom
I put matches in place
And for some reason I wash my hands.
And the scales sound sad
In our room. Without mom.

slide 6 Mother

G. Demykina

Mom's dresses
Well right
Do not count.
Blue is
And there is green
There is blue
With big flowers
Each serves
In my mother's way.
It goes away
She's at the factory
In this to the theater
And he goes to visit
Sitting in this
Busy drawing...
Each serves
In my mother's way.
thrown carelessly
On the back of the bed
Old, shabby
Mom's robe.
I serve it
Take care mom
And why -
Guess yourself:
If he puts on
colored robe,
So all evening
Stay with me.

Mom is a true friend

Mikhail Sadovsky

It's getting dark outside the window
And the evening yawned on the go.
From kindergarten I hurry faster
I'm going to my beloved mother!
Mommy will smile
And brighter around
Because mommy
The best friend!
It was a happy and sad day
So many things happen during the day
And mommy really, really needs me
Quickly tell about everything.
My mother understands everything
It's not even a problem for her.
And if, it happens, he scolds me,
So this is always the case.
It was completely dark outside the window,
But we don't turn on the fire
Here mommy sat down quietly next to
And only listens to me!

Kind heart

Mikhail Sadovsky

I once brought a puppy into the house,
homeless tramp,
To feed him a little
Hungry poor man.
- Well, - said my mother, - let
He will live a little
There is such sadness in his eyes!
There is a spoon of soup ...
I found in the yard later
A little bit alive kitten
I also brought it to the house,
Mom said again:
“Well, then,” she said, “let
He will live a little
There is such sadness in his eyes!
There is a spoon of porridge ...
I found a chick under the nest
Crows hovered over him
I hid in a tomboy's hat,
We came home with him.
- Well, well, - said my mother, - let
He will live a little
There is such sadness in his eyes!
There is a crumb of bread ...
Once I brought a hedgehog
snake and turtle
And the hare ran into our door,
Probably out of fear.
Mom said: - Let them live
The apartment is so wonderful
If you make room, here
And we have a place!

That would be like mom

Mikhail Sadovsky

My mom sings
Always at work
And I always give her
Help with the hunt!
dreaming
Looks like mom
I become.
I am learning to iron
And cook
And erase
And I wipe the dust
And I'm sweeping the floor...
I dream.
I dream.
I dream
I dream...
I dream
Like Mom,
Know how to do everything
And maybe
Like Mom,
I will learn to sing.

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Let's sit in silence

E.Blaginina

Mom is sleeping, she is tired...
Well, I didn't play!
I don't start a top
I sat down and sit.
My toys don't make noise
Quiet in an empty room.
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing golden.
And I said to the beam:
- I want to move too!
I would like a lot:
Read aloud and roll the ball,
I would sing a song
I could laugh
Whatever I want!
But, my mother is sleeping, and I am silent.
The beam hit the wall
And then slithered towards me.
"Nothing," he whispered,
Let's sit in silence!

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The happiest

K. Ibryaev

The sun came out
Glittering in the meadow.
I'm towards the sun
I run on the grass.
And white daisies
I vomit on the fly.
I will make a wreath
I'll weave the sun.
The day sparkles with joy
Beckons me into the distance
I need a rainbow
merrily ringing,
By the river under the willow
I hear the nightingale
The happiest
This morning I!
I collected in my hands
pure dew,
Rainbow and sun
I carry it in my hands!
And flowers over the river
Song and dawn -
Everything that I meet in the morning
I'll give mom!

With mom in the city

Svetlana Pshenichnykh

When I'm around town
I go with my mom
Mom's hand
I hold on tight
Why should she
Go and be afraid
What can she
Get lost?

Lullaby for mother

I. Chernetskaya

Mom worked for a long time:
All things, things, things...
Mom is so tired for the day
She lay down on the sofa.
I won't touch her
I'll just stand by.
Let her sleep a little -
I will sing a song to her.
I will be closer to my mother -
I love her very much!
It's a pity that he can't hear
Mom my song.
There is no better song.
Maybe sing louder to me
To mom this song
Was it heard in a dream? ..

I love mom

Davydova L.

Mom brings me
toys, candy,
But I love my mom
Not for that at all.
funny songs
She sings
We are bored together
Never happens.

I open it to her
All your secrets.
But I love my mom
Not only for this.
I love my mom
I'll tell you straight
Well, just for
That she is my mother!

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If I were a girl

E. Uspensky

If I were a girl
I wouldn't waste my time!
I wouldn't jump on the street
I would wash my shirts.
I would wash the floor in the kitchen,
I would sweep the room
I would wash cups, spoons,
I'd peel the potatoes myself
All my own toys
I would put it in place!
Why am I not a girl?
I would love to help my mom!
Mom would immediately say:
"Well done, son!"

My mum

Sakonskaya

One day I told my friends:
There are many good mothers in the world,
But not to be found, I vouch
A mother like mine!
She bought for me
On the wheels of a horse
Saber, paints and an album...
But is that the point?
I love her so
Mommy, my mommy!

About mom Nastya Bugerko

Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom is the first friend.
Not only children love mothers,
Love all around.
If anything happens
If suddenly trouble
Mom will come to the rescue
Will always help out.
Mom a lot of strength, health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.

You guys don't mess with us....

You guys don't mess with us.
I do laundry with my mom.
To make the dress cleaner
And the scarf was whiter,
Try I, not sparing soap,
Try I, sparing no effort.
Panama became clean.
"Come on, mom, look!"
Mom smiles at me
“Strongly, daughter, not three.
I'm afraid that after washing
I'll have to darn the holes."

My mum

P. Sinyavsky

Go around the world around
Just know in advance:
You will not find warmer hands
And more tender than my mother's.
You will not find eyes in the world
More affectionate and stricter.
Mother to each of us
All people are more precious.
One hundred ways, roads around
Go around the world:
Mom is the best friend
There is no better mom!

Host I want to tell you the Nenets folk tale, which is called "Cuckoo". Who do you think this story is about? Who is this cuckoo? What do you know about her?

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(Cuckoo - migrant. She does not build a nest; she lays her eggs in other people's nests. Never take care of your offspring.)

slide 15-19
Who are the Nenets? (The Nenets are the inhabitants of the north. They are engaged in reindeer herding. In the north, the winter is very long and cold, so people wear warm clothes made of fur and deer skins.).

Storytelling by teacher. slides 20-27

Fairy tale conversation: What is the name of the fairy tale? Who is its author? What is this fairy tale? Why did the mother turn into a bird and leave her home? How do you feel about your moms? How do you help your family and friends? What words do you say to your mothers when they are tired? Did you like the end of the story? What ending would you suggest for the story?

What proverbs and sayings about mother do you know? ("It's warm in the sun, good in the mother", "There is no such friend as your own mother", "Maternal affection knows no end") What do they mean?
slide 28 In conclusion, I want to wish you not to offend your mothers, give them only joy, your love.
Let's sing with you the song "Mom is the main word"

KIND HEART.
I once brought a puppy into the house,
homeless tramp,
To feed him a little
Hungry poor man.
“Well, well,” Mom said.
Let him live a little
Such sadness in his eyes
There is a soup spoon.
I found in the yard later
A little bit alive kitten
I brought it, also to the house,
Mom said again:
“Well, well,” she said.
Let him live a little
Such sadness in his eyes
There is a spoonful of porridge.
I found a chick under the nest
Crows hovered over him
I hid in a tomboy's hat,
We came home with him.
“Well, well,” Mom said.
Let him live a little
Such sadness in his eyes
There is a crumb of bread.
Once I brought a hedgehog
snake and turtle
And the hare ran into our door,
Probably out of fear.
Mom said: - Let them live,
The apartment is so wonderful
If you make room here,
And we have a place! Sadovsky Mikhail
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On the porch of an old house
Under big raindrops
In the very corner sat a kitten,
And he trembled with fear.
Thin little hands
They lifted him up from the steps
And in simple doll trousers,
Wrapped up like a big bag.
And the child pressed him tightly,
And warmed with his breath,
And, as if the sky smiled,
Stopped pouring their streams.
And the child ran home
With a joyful smile on his lips:
“Mom, look, he is mine!
Little kitten in my arms.
The mother looked at the child
And she asked her child:
“Honey, do you want a kitten?
Well, why take it then.
Tomorrow morning we will go to the square,
And we will go to the bird market,
And we will take an expensive cat,
With long hair and a big tail."
And the child backs away stubbornly,
He didn't understand the logic.
"Don't you understand, mother!
This one is the most expensive! Olga Dibrova

CAT AND DOG.
They bought a new cat -
Gorgeous Siamese, expensive,
And outbred, from nose to tail,
Thrown over the threshold. And he, meowing,
He clung to the door: “Master, open!
Let me back, I'm freezing!
I'm hungry!" As if he was praying.
Well, why isn't anyone opening?
The kitten was crying, he did not understand
What is he not at home now, a tramp!
Well, in the meantime, the frost was getting stronger,
And at the threshold the poor fellow froze.
Suddenly someone's warm affectionate language,
Licked a cat - it was Polkan,
Shaggy dog, almost an old man,
He guarded the neighboring house in a booth.
That's how they lived together -
In the doghouse, the dog and the cat are with him.
Polkan cat fed and warmed,
He laid his bedding in the cold,
I shared food and shelter with him equally.
Kitty, again cheerful and healthy.
Polkan, who took the kitten under guardianship,
Much more human! Arina Zabavina

HOMELESS KITTEN.
A homeless kitten was sitting in the entrance,
He looked through the crack of someone's door sadly.
Unhappy, frozen, in the corner, in the dark,
He heard a rumbling in his stomach.
Watched the people passing by
Who were all in worries, home.
He directed his fading gaze towards them,
He expected sympathy and help from them.
With his eyes he asked people: "Help,
Take me, give me shelter.
Don't let me die of hunger here
I can't bear this kind of pain."
And people, showing no sympathy,
We walked past, not noticing the kitten ...
The night has already come, all around is silence,
And the sufferer's soul flies up to the sky. Vika Efimova
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A homeless cat was sitting in a box
He glanced up and quickened his steps.
Why be distracted by the gaze of someone meek,
Where the request comes through: "Man, help!"
And in the evening, remembering the box and the cat,
He realized that he himself, but in a different box,
Lives among friends, or rather passers-by,
In fact, they are not expensive at all.
And he rushed through the January hush,
There, where at noon steps accelerated.
The box is kept on the balcony as a keepsake,
And after washing the cat, he called it the Queen.
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Dog on wet pavement
With longing eyes on passers-by,
All past somewhere in a hurry,
And so in the same indifference.
The owner of the dog died
Lost both affection and shelter,
With kicks, threats, anger,
The dog has known each other ever since.
Her companions are hunger and cold,
And shelter - earth and sky,
Tail wags gratefully
For a crust of dry bread.
Looking into people's eyes
Seeking in them the answer of understanding,
And asks for a dog body
A little warmth and attention.
Rain mixed with tears
It flows down the muzzle of a dog,
Dog on wet pavement
Calls for mercy. Tommy Ruth
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There was a little red lump,
He could barely crawl
Newly born puppy
Homeless son of a mutt.
And his mother loved him dearly,
How can only a mother love
Licked and fed
I tried to keep myself warm.
But my mother disappeared one day
What should a puppy do alone?
He cried and crawled out of the basement,
On the street, in the cold, in the winter.
Why are you so cruel people?
Nobody heard the kid.
May you be eternal reproach,
Frozen puppy at the porch ... Gadget
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I, a homeless dog, a stray dog,
How much pain, grief, fear in life suffered.
To survive at least one winter without sadness,
That's why I often howl at the moon at night.
The dog howls, and the wind mows under the din of crows,
Maybe the little boy will beg my mother to take me?
Not a fighter, not a bully ... well, stroke, believe me,
I am a homeless dog, I am not a wild animal.
There are many stories in life - there is no one to help,
And it smokes like a crematorium dump day and night.
Where can I shelter for the night, lie down in the snow for now,
Only in my dreams do I often dream of a kind hand...
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Ears hanging sadly
Quietly tucked tail
From nose to crown
Puppy is completely cold.
And a little heart
So reaching for the warmth
Open the door in the souls
Living being! Igor Yakushko
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WHO IF NOT ME?
When animals are sick
Come to their aid
Don't be afraid, be brave
On the right path!
We will stand as a living shield,
Let's close our ranks,
No one can help them
Well, who if not you!
Support a friend's paw
And shield from troubles
And beyond the dangerous circle
We will say to death: "No!"
And from the claws of nonentities,
We will tear you out, friends!
All this must be done
Well, who if not me? Igor Yakushko
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Dogs! God gave you to people as a reward,
To warm the heart, please the eye.
How little do you need from a person,
How much he gets from you!
When a dog is next to a person,
Evil leaves the soul drop by drop,
She will always understand you with half a glance,
Fill your home with comfort and warmth.
When they beat us in a worldly fight,
And it seems - misfortunes have no end,
Dogs lick our wounds
And tears lick from our face.
So let Man be the crown of creation,
No matter what heights you reach in life,
Bow the brow with love and reverence,
To the four-legged healers of the soul! M.S. Nekrasov
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Loneliness and pain in the eyes
And the cold floor in the empty entrance,
Trembling in the paws, probably fear.
And yesterday, we walked with you together.
Maybe it was my fault?
Maybe I didn't understand something?
I only remember the alienated look
And the collar torn off by you.
Maybe you will come back and understand
I loved you and believed very much.
You won't find another one for yourself
To also wait for you at the door.
Someone brought me yesterday's soup
I put the bones, and the pie ...
I don't know, maybe I'm stupid
But does not climb into the throat and a piece.
The sun has set, the night prophesies trouble,
From longing inside some com,
Somewhere loud music rumbles
Reminding me of the past.
Your scent haunts me
Your voice is seen in the night.
I want to go home! Yes, what is it?!
Even whine, even howl, and even scream!
Tears rolled down like peas
From the soul of a dog to the threshold,
The dog understood what the word "Abandoned" means,
Only, that's why, I could not understand!?
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I feel sorry for those who do not understand us,
Who whispers in the back: "The creatures were bred!"
And joyfully rubs his palms,
Learning about the death of a small soul.
Who pokes the poor dog with a stick,
Walking down the street alone
And who is ready to immediately rush into the fray,
Seeing a dog owner a mile away.
Where can they understand how the heart stops,
How to become warm in the soul,
When your faithful dog meets you
Seeing the owner through the window!
Whine with happiness, press his paws,
Cool nose pokes into the coat,
And inhales your scent with full breasts ...
Tell me, who will be more correct, who?
They are probably given to us from above,
Shaggy receptacles of love.
We sometimes, alas, do not hear each other,
We are better, they make cleaner!
A quiet old woman comes out of the front door,
In his hands he carries a tied bag,
It is easier for her at heart when she eats with joy,
An abandoned puppy runs to the entrance.
And, there are those who still pour,
To cutlets I poison with a generous hand,
And drink human grief,
Hurry for the rest of the dog!
God forbid we meet such people,
God forbid that we should join the ranks with such people,
God forbid they look good
Save your dog from this! Julia Belova
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