LaNceLoT - Котенок
текст песни

Kitty

He walked in a snowy path
Quietly, mournfully meowed.
A little outcast was afraid
Any rustle and sound.
Trembled with cold and darkness,
But the paws were warming with breath.
And so I wanted to be with people
Get warm up with a gentle tangent!
Green Eye orphan eyes
He picked up with hope to heaven:
The star looks like chickens
And a month - like a slice of bread.
The face lowered his.
A tear fell with a fragile ice floe.
And in that snow -covered land
He wandered again with that path.
But suddenly, in the distance, seeing the house
And the light beckoning from the window
He rushed with a stupid moth
On a slippery, narrow path.
Draised boldly on the threshold
And hesed that there is strength.
He wanted that hell in the royal
Enter from the ice grave.
The door opened with a creak
Behind her, laughing, girl:
"A hungry beast came to me?"
And the kitten took in her hands.
Fluffy, black lump,
And a white spot on the neck.
Sticking wet crest.
The eyes of the blade of grass is greener.
The girl has that brown braid
Tainted old robe,
Big brown eyes.
"Well, let's go to the kitchen, brother?"
He lacked eagerly milk
Murmar and shuddered a little.
Let it be dark before,
He believed on a bright road.
'' I will call you Lance,
And, if you want, be with me.
After all, you are now my family
Donated to me by fate ''.
He woke her in the morning,
Licking with sweet cheeks.
I loved to look out the window on the garden,
Drive the rooms of the glomerulus.
I met a girl from walking
Sat in dutifully on the thorch,
And at night the songs purred,
Lying quietly on her legs.
She loved to play with him,
To the rope attached to the candy wrapper,
With a smile to kiss a nose,
Attach a bow to the collar.

Three years have passed since then.
A kitten becomes a kitten.
Began to run away into the yard often
And turned out like a pig.
He stopped playing with a ball,
Lay all day in the corner lazily,
I did not run after my tail
Healed rarely, without a motive.
Interests lost to Lans.
She stopped ironing on the back.
Shove off the bed so as not to climb,
The cat was sent to the corner.
And he, looking offendedly,
With a longing for the floor, he went to bed.
And then one day he falls asleep like that
He suddenly suddenly awakened.
The street door opened.
Mistress entered, laughing, laughing
And in the arms a trembling beast.
'' Welcome, my bunny ''.
Fluffy, white lump,
And a black spot on the neck.
Sticking wet crest,
And the eyes of the sky are bluer.
She went to the kitchen with him,
Passed someone else's bowl
And poured milk there,
Strokeing a brand new pussy.
For Lance’s scruff, he took in silence,
He threw him into the street.
He exclaimed plaintively: "Myf!"
She yawned him in response.
Claws in a panic hut
Dumb doors in that hall,
But here again the cold coffin
He meets him on the threshold.

He walked in a snowy path
Quietly, mournfully meowed.
A little outcast was afraid
Any rustle and sound.
Trembled with cold and darkness,
But the paws were warming with breath.
And so I wanted to be with people
Get warm up with a gentle tangent!
Green Eye orphan eyes
He picked up with hope to heaven:
The star looks like chickens
And a month - like a slice of bread.
The face lowered his.
A tear fell with a fragile ice floe.
And in that snow -covered land
He wandered with a familiar path.
But suddenly in the distance, seeing the light,
There, ahead, among the road,
Not even leaving a trace
He rushed in a reverent alarm.
He believed - this is a sweet house -
And represented the heat of the fireplace.
Hit! And a crunch under the wheel.
A car rushed with the light of headlights.
The roadside. The snow is alelet.
The salon has a quiet sound of a romance.
Collar, inscription: "I am forever
I will not go links a Lance kitten! "

The moral of this verse is simple:
If you ever loved
Hold the answer for the words
And those whom you tamed.

© Copyright: Egorr Mikhalchuk, 2013
Certificate of publication No. 113032610470