Twisted song – Korney Chukovsky

There was a man in the world,
Crooked legs,
And he walked for a century
On a twisted path.

And beyond the twisted river
In a crooked house
Lived in summer and winter
Crooked mice.

And stood at the gate
Crooked trees,
We walked there without worries
Gnarled wolves.

And they had one
Crooked cat,
And she meowed.
Sitting by the window.

And beyond the crooked bridge
Gnarled woman
Barefoot in the swamp
Jumped, like a toad.

And was in her hand
Gnarled stick,
And flew after her
Twisted jackdaw.

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