The Owl and the Pussy-Cat By Edward Lear

                                              The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
                                                     By Edward Lear

I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

II
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

III
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

Котолюбам

Очень люблю кошек и это стихотворение

NO THANK YOU
by Shel Silverstein

No I do not want a kitten,
No cute, cuddly kitty-poo,
No more long hair in my cornflakes,
No more midnight meowing mews.

No more scratching, snarling, spitters,
No more sofas clawed to shreds,
No more smell of kitty litter,
No more mousies in my bed.

No I will not take that kitten –
I’ve had lice and I’ve had fleas,
I’ve been scratched and sprayed and bitten,
I’ve developed allergies.

If you’ve got an ape, I’ll take him,
If you have a lion, that’s fine,
If you brought some walking bacon,
Leave him here, I’ll treat him kind.

I have room for mice and gerbils,
I have beds for boars and bats,
But please, please take away that kitten –
Quick – ‘fore it becomes a cat.
Well… it is kind of cute at that.

И на видео. Как аудирование)))

Где спят кошки?

Cats Sleep Anywhere

Cats sleep anywhere

Any table

Any chair

Top of piano

Window ledge

In the middle

On the edge

Open drawer

Empty shoe

Anybody's lap will do

Fitted in a cardboard box

In the cupboard

With your frocks

Anywhere!

They don't care

Cats sleep anywhere.


Written by Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)

А тут иллюстрации.