Well Done Emma!
(by Sergey Mikhalkov)I’ll go and take my pencilbox
And draw a highway. Now
Upon the road I’ll draw a bull
And by its side a cow.
I’ll draw an orchard by the road
And then I’ll draw a shower
To help my chubby apples grow
Bigger every hour.
The bull, I think, I’ll colour pink
With yellow for the sand.
Above them clouds in fluffy crowds
Like flocks of sheep will stand.
I’ll poke an arrow through a cloud
To be a flash of lightning.
Now fancy thunder’s roaring loud:
The picture’s almost frightening.
I’ll cross the apples out with black,
Which is supposed to mean,
The wind has shaken them all off,
As if they’d never been.
I’ll take a ball-pen after that
And let it rain still harder
But now it must be dinner-time.
What is there in the larder?
I’ll stand a stool upon the desk,
Make sure it shouldn’t fall,
Then take the picture, good or bad,
And pin it on the wall.
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