The clock

The clock says «Tock»,

It’s seven o’clock.

The clock says «Tick»,

Get up, little Nick!

The clock says «Tock»,

It’s a quarter to eight.

Hurry up, Nick,

Or you will be late!

The clock

«Tick-tock, tick-tock,»

Loudly sings the busy clock.

It’s time for work,

It’s time for play.

«Tick-tock, tick-tock,»

Sings the never-stopping clock.

Tick-tock

«Tick-tock, tick-tock,»

Ticks Tommy’s clock.

«Tick-tock, tick-tock,»

Ticks and ticks his clock.

What the clock says

«Tick,» the clock says,

«Tick, tick!

What you have to do,

Do quick!»

What time?

«What time do you like best?»

My friend says to me.

I know the answer right away.

«when it’s time for tea!»

Have you a letter?

Boy:           Have you a letter,

                   Have you a letter,

                   Have you a letter for me?

Postman:    Here are the letters,

                   Here are the letters,

                   And you can come and see!

Boy:           I see the letters,

                   I see the letters,

                   But they are not for me!

Our yard

Our yard is our yard.

Welcome to our yard,

We all can play here.

You are my good friends,

We are your good friends,

We are all friends here.

Streets

The streets go up,

The streets go down,

And in and out

About the town.

In the streets

In the streets

The buses run,

Two and two,

Or one by one.

Stop! Look! Listen!

Stop! Look! Listen!

Before you cross the street.

Use your eyes, use your ears,

And then use your feet.

Traffic lights

Look to this side,

Look to that side.

The green says, «Go!»

Now go slow!

The red says, «Stop!»

Now do stop!

Under the sky

Under the sky

And under the trees,

My friend and I

Often play in the breeze.

The Zoo

I like to go to the Zoo.

To the Zoo, to the Zoo.

Come with me to the Zoo,

To the Zoo, to the Zoo!

A zibu lives in the Zoo,

In the Zoo, in the Zoo!

A zebra lives in the Zoo, too,

In the Zoo, in the Zoo!

We go to the Zoo

Tomorrow on Sunday,

We go to the Zoo.

Tomorrow, tomorrow

We go to the Zoo.

There is a zebu there,

And a zebra too.

A bear and a monkey,

And a kangaroo.

The kangaroo

Come with me to the Zoo, Zoo, Zoo,

To see the kangaroo, roo, roo;

Watch him walk with a jump, jump, jump!

As he goes along with a bump, bump, bump!

Where is Mary

«Where is Mary? Where is Mary?»

«Here I am. Here I am.»

«How are you today?»

«Very well, very well.»

«Then, Mary, let’s to play!»

Many wonderful things

Many wonderful things to hear, to see

Belong to you, belong to me!

The sun, the trees, the grass, the sky,

The yellow moon that’s passing by.

The blowing winds, the birds that sing,

Bright autumn woods, gay flowers of spring,

The cold long winter with snow so white,

The running rivers, the stars of night.

What do we plant?

What do we plant when we plant the tree?

We plant the ship which will cross the sea.

We plant the mast to carry the sails;

We plant the planks to withstand the gales –

The keel, the keelson, the beam, the knee;

We plant the ship when we plant the tree.

What do we plant when we plant the tree?

We plant the houses for you and me.

We plant the rafters, the shingles, the floors;

We plant the studding, the lath, the doors,

The beams and sidings, all parts that be;

We plant the house when we plant the tree.

What do we plant when we plant the tree?

A thousand things that we daily see;

We plant the spire that out-towers the crag.

We plant the staff for our country’s flag.

We plant the shade from the hot sun free;

We plant all these when we plant the tree.

The glad sun

The glad sun goes along the sky,

At night it comes down gold and red,

And suddenly the dark comes out,

And all the children go to bed.

O sun, I’m glad you know the way

To bring us back the pleasant day!

After the party

Jonathan Blake

Ate too much cake,

He isn’t himself today;

He’s tucked up in bed

With a feverish head,

And he doesn’t much care to play.

Jonathan Blake

Ate too much cake.

And three kinds of ice-cream too -

From the latest reports

He’s quite out of sorts,

And I’m sure the reports are true.

I’m sorry to state

That he also ate

Six pickles, a pie, and a pear;

In fact I confess

He ate practically everything there.

Yes, Jonathan Blake

Ate too much cake,

So he’s not at his best today;

But there’s no need for sorrow,

I’m sure he’ll be out to play.

The rivals

I heard a bird at dawn

Singing sweetly on a tree,

That the dew was on the lawn,

And the wind was on the lea,

But I didn’t listen to him,

For he didn’t sing to me.

I didn’t listen to him,

For he didn’t sing to me.

That the dew was on the lawn,

And the wind was on the lea!

I was singing at the time

Just a prettily as he!

I was singing all the time,

Just as prettily as he,

About the dew upon the lawn,

And the wind upon the lea!

So I didn’t listen to him

As he sang upon the tree!

Little talk

Don’t you think it’s probable

That beetles, bugs and bees

Talk about a lot of things –

You know, such things as these:

The kind of weather where they live

In jungles tall with grass

And earthquakes in their village

Whenever people pass?

Of course, we’ll never know if bugs

Talk very much at all,

Because our ears are far too big

For talk that is so small.

A fly

High up on the ceiling

I see a house fly.

What can he be feeling

Looking down at this floor

When his floor is the ceiling?

The fish with the deep sea smile

They fished and they fished

Way down the sea,

Down in the sea a mile,

They fished among all the fish in the sea

For the fish with the deep sea smile.

One fish came up from the deep of the sea,

From the down in the sea a mile,

It had blue green eyes and whiskers three

But never a deep sea smile.

One fish came up from the deep of the see,

From down in the sea a mile,

With electric lights up and down his tail

But never a deep sea smile.

They fished and they fished

Way down in the sea,

Down in a sea a mile,

They fished among all the fish in the sea

For the fish with a deep sea smile.

One fish came up with terrible teeth,

One fish with long strong jaws,

One fish came up with long stalked eyes,

One fish came with terrible claws.

They fished all through the ocean deep

For many and many a mile,

And they caught a fish with a laughing eye

But none with a deep sea smile.

And then one day they got a pull

From down in the sea a mile,

And when they pulled the fish into the boat,

He smiled a deep sea s mile.

And as he smiled, the hook got free

And then, what a deep sea smile!

He flipped his tail and swam away!

Down in the sea a mile.

The fishing-pole

A fishing-pole’s a curious thing;

It’s made of just a stick and string;

A boy at one end and a wish,

And on the other end a fish.