Fables in verse are considered excellent entertainment for children. It would seem that these poems are short and silly, but they evoke cheerful, infectious laughter in kids. If your child laughs at fables, and even tries to come up with something similar himself, it means that the child has a good sense of humor. After all, it is the nonsense in poetry that makes us adults smile and the children have fun. Read our short fables in verse and laugh at them with your children.
Vanya rode on a horse
It’s not in vain that I praise myself, I tell everyone and everywhere that I will repeat any proposal right away. Vanya was riding on a horse, leading a dog on a belt, and at that time the old woman was washing a cactus on the window. Vanya was riding on a horse, Leading a dog on a belt, Well, at that time the cactus was Washing the old lady on the window... Vanya was riding on a horse, Leading the old lady on a belt, And at the same time the dog was Washing Vanya on the window... I know what I’m saying. He said that I would repeat it, so it turned out without errors, and why should I boast in vain?
Joy
The light birch trees are glad, glad, glad, And roses grow on them with joy. The dark aspen trees are happy, happy, happy, And oranges grow on them with joy. It was not rain that came from a cloud, nor hail, It was Grapes that fell from a cloud. And the crows over the fields suddenly began to sing like nightingales. And streams from under the ground flowed like sweet honey. The chickens became peahens, the bald ones became curly. Even the mill danced near the bridge. So run after me To the green meadows, Where a rainbow-arc rose above the blue river. We'll jump up to the rainbow, Let's play in the clouds, And from there down the rainbow On a sled, on skates!
Short tales
Cacti have blossomed in the garden in the garden. And in the lilacs the hippopotamus sings sweetly.
Our cat is sick. Her leg is sneezing. Take a radish from the ground. Heal your sore pussy.
At the feeder in the yard Birds are jumping in January: Sparrow, bullfinch and swift, Nightingale, goat and mouse.
Manechka put mittens on her legs and attached red boots to her head.
Early in the morning, in the evening, Late at dawn, Baba rode on foot in a calico carriage. And behind her, at full speed, with quiet steps, the Wolf tried to swim across the Sea with pies.
Nonsense on the fence Fried jam, The chickens ate the rooster One Sunday.
The devil smeared his nose, put lipstick on his hands, and brought fried trousers from the cellar.
Between heaven and earth the Piglet rummaged and accidentally clung to the sky with its tail.
Near a swamp in the snow A mosquito bit a flea. A hare sits on a birch tree and dies laughing.
At Egorov's yard Very fun, hurray! But at our gates, everything goes the other way around.
A cow sits on the chimney and roars in a thin voice. Outside the gates, no one marries a cart.
The chicken went to the pharmacy and said to the crow, Give me powder and perfume to lure the roosters.
We will harness the cat to a droshky, and the kitten to a tarantass, and drive around the village for all the girls to see.
The rain is warming, the sun is pouring. The miller grinds water in the well.
The washerwoman on the stove washes the trough. Grandma fried the sieve in the river.
Two cheerful toddlers, sitting deftly on the stove, tore watermelons from the apple tree, pulled carrots into the sea. Crayfish, seven herrings and ruffs ripened on the branches. All the local dogs ate rutabaga to their hearts' content.
The dog sits down to play the accordion, Red cats dive into the aquarium, Canaries begin to knit socks, Children are watered with flowers from a watering can, The old man lies on the window, sunbathing, And the granddaughter’s grandmother plays with dolls, And the fish read funny books, Little by little taking them away from the boy.
Everything happens in the world, Happens in the world. And miracles do happen, they do happen, believe me! And maybe, - After all, it can be! - We will hear one day that the wings in the store are available for citizens! And maybe someday, Waking up early in the morning, Suddenly someone’s mother will say to Natasha or Tanya: “Put on some wings, daughter, Fly, daughter, to the bakery, Buy, daughter, some sugar And two good ones.” buns! And maybe... That's great! Seryozha to his friend Kostya Flies across the street On business or to visit... And maybe, suddenly... After all, it may happen that one day the Teacher will say: “We are flying to the circus, guys! More alive - wings on your back! Seryozha, Zina, will you be there soon? And the whole class suddenly flies cheerfully over the noisy city! And the wings will be different: Orange, white... Whatever we want - That’s what we’ll make!
*** Two bears were sitting on a thin branch, One was reading a newspaper, The other was grinding flour. One - peek-a-boo! Two - peek-a-boo! They both fell into the flour! Nose in flour, Tail in flour! Ear in sour milk!
Short fables for children | Churiki
Greetings, dear reader of the online magazine “Churiki” .
Your baby has already grown up, so it’s time to introduce him to funny fable rhymes.
These short fables for children by Vitaly Sibirtsev will cheer up both adults and children.
You know that children like to listen to fables and various fake, made-up stories.
Our selection of short fables for children will allow you to have a pleasant time with your child, read them and laugh heartily!
Tales
To have a little fun, I’ll tell you some tall tales:
Yesterday a funny elephant landed on our balcony. Flew into the light Like a huge moth.
*** I hear the doorbell ring at midnight. "Who?" asked. In response there was silence. I looked through the peephole and there was a vampire! I screamed in fear.
*** In the morning I was very happy, lemonade was pouring from the tap! I drank until the evening, I was tired, I was almost late for school.
*** At our lesson yesterday, Fantômas comes into the class! “If your teacher is strict, can I teach the lesson?”
*** Grandma flew past our block in a mortar. Grandma Yaga probably took the course in Sochi!
*** Switched to port tack, the ship skidded to Mars! But it doesn’t matter, there is water there too!
*** A UFO weighing as much as a hundred kilos flew towards us! I kicked out the whole lunch Unidentified object!
*** Mom promised to give me a dinosaur tomorrow! I’ll sit astride him, the guys will be jealous!
*** I was walking through the forest and near the house, I met my friends: One on horseback, the other on foot, But I don’t remember who Leshy was.
*** I caught myself a snail, I tied it by a thread, Let everyone’s dogs bark, I’m walking with the snail!
*** Behind the hillock by the road A beast has settled in a den! Come visit in peace, He will treat you to ice cream!
*** A ghost appeared in our house on Sunday! I drank tea, ate candy, got fed up and flew away!
*** I rode to school on a pig, I lost my shoes on the way. I'll look, let the pig not be angry, but go alone to study!
*** I once sailed on a log along the wide Lena River. Because I was scattered I found myself in the Yenisei!
*** They say that whoever has not been to Nice has not heard the fable! Come to our village, they’ll tell you something else!
This is all, my friend, not true, Don’t judge very harshly... If you don’t like the author, That means we’re not on the same path...
Sibirtsev Vitaly
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My friend said: “All goats can fly like dragonflies. Then he said: “And all bulls can buzz, like beetles.” And we boys, by the way, love to learn lessons very much. We love to make the bed and wash our hands with soap, and we don’t have the habit of pulling girls’ pigtails, teasing dogs, chasing cats... Everything is so! At least I’m ready to argue!” He said - and, shaking my hand, he headed somewhere... But he was wrong about something, wasn’t it, guys? (A. Kostetsky, translated by V. Korchagin)
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Fables for children in verse
A tall tale or a non-fiction is a genre of oral folk art, a prose or poetic narrative of a small volume, usually of comic content, the plot of which is based on an image of a deliberately distorted reality.
According to the definition of philologist-folklorist V. Ya. Propp, a fable is a type of fairy tale genre in which “reality is turned inside out.” Fables include stories “about completely impossible events in life, such as a man falling shoulder-deep into a swamp, a duck making a nest on his head and laying eggs, a wolf coming to feast on eggs, etc.”
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And where has this been seen and in what village has it been heard that a hen gives birth to a bull, a little pig lays an egg and takes it to a shelf. And the shelf broke off, and the egg broke. The sheep clucked, the filly clucked: - Oh, where-where-where! It has never happened to us that an armless man robbed our crate, a bare-bellied man put it in his bosom, and a blind man spied, and a deaf man eavesdropped, and a legless waterman ran, a tongueless “guard” screamed!
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Vanyusha-simplicity I bought a horse without a tail. I went to get married, tied the trough. The trough breaks, the wife smiles.
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The wolf worked as a shepherd at the Preschool Farm. He rode with a fiery whip on a bad cow. Herding fidgety kids in a candy field. He told them a secret, How to study at school. And the tomboyish guys were picking cucumbers in the field, treating the shepherd and laughing: “Ha-ha-ha!”
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A raven in red boots, In gilded earrings, A black raven on an oak tree, He plays a trumpet, A chiseled trumpet, Gilded, A fine trumpet, A foldable song.
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Listen, guys, I will sing incoherently, A bull flies on an airplane, A rooster plows on a pig. A hog flies on the fence, measures leaves by arshin, collects them on a needle, so that there are no wrinkles. A cow lies on a ditch, girdled with a kneading bowl, kneading and whipping the dough, dressing with quinoa.
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Listen, guys, to my poor fairy tale From the hunchbacked horse and the dancing bear: Just like a motley pig has built a nest on an oak tree. She made a nest and brought out the children. Sixty little pigs are sitting on twigs. The piglets are squealing and want to fly. Let's fly, fly. It's like a bear flying through the sky. The bear is flying, turning its head. And he is carrying a cow, Black-and-white, white-tailed. And the little cow moos and twirls her tail! Know the bear shouts: - Let's go to the right, Let's go to the left, And now straight ahead!
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Listen, guys, I will sing awkwardly, A pig is laid on an oak tree, A bear is steaming in a bathhouse.
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Listen, guys, I’ll sing you a fable: Instead of a pretzel, a bagel A man swallowed an arc.
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- They say: are you alive and well? - No, I'm in the hospital. - They say: are you fed up? - No, I’m very hungry, I could even swallow a cow!
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Thunder rolled across the mountains - a mosquito fell from an oak tree, crashed on the rhizome of an old mosquito. Instantly the flies flocked - Two roaring flies, They raised the poor brother, They began to buzz and kill themselves: - Old mosquito-mosquito, How it hurts you, my friend! Our poor little squirrel, how sorry we are for you, mosquito! A squirrel sits on a cart, She sells nuts: To the little fox-sister, To the sparrow, to the titmouse, To the fat-fifted bear, To the mustachioed little bunny. To whom in a scarf, To whom in a goiter, To whom in a sweetheart.
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Two cheerful little ones, sitting deftly on the stove, tore watermelons from the apple tree, pulled carrots into the sea. Crayfish, seven herrings and ruffs ripened on the branches. All the neighborhood dogs ate rutabaga to their hearts' content
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The grandfather is curly-haired, thin as a barrel. He has no children - only a son and a daughter.
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The rain is warming, the sun is pouring. The miller grinds water in the well.
The washerwoman on the stove washes the trough. Grandma fried the sieve in the river.
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A chicken rides on a fox, a head of cabbage runs with a hare head over heels. A pike catches in the sea with a fisherman's net, a cow swims in a jar of milk. A grain of wheat pecks at a sparrow, And a worm carries a crow in a box.
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The cook rides on a plate, two pots in front, and a tub behind. The cook shouts to him: “Where is my tub?” They heard the cast irons and buzzed like beetles. The spoons heard and jumped like fleas. The poker began to dance, and the grip began to sing along with her.
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A village was driving past a peasant, and suddenly the gate was barking from under a dog. He grabbed the club, chopped the ax, and ran over our cat through the fence. The roofs got scared, They sat on the crows, The horse chased the man with a whip.
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Once upon a time there lived Grandpa Egor On the edge of a forest, He had a fly agaric growing right on the top of his head. An Elk came out from behind a bush, ate a beautiful mushroom, and whispered to Yegor: “We need to clean our ears.”
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From behind the forest, from behind the mountains, Grandfather Yegor is riding on a bulan cart, on a creaking horse. He wears boots with a pocket, and a vest with a heel. He girded himself with a club, and leaned on him with a sash.
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From behind a cloud, from out of the fog, a man rides a ram. And behind him, on mosquitoes, children jump in felt boots, and his wife on a flea gallops along the path.
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The fox ran through the forest, the fox lost its tail. Vanya went into the forest and found the fox's tail. The fox came early, brought Vanya berries, and asked her to give her tail.
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The horse ate the grass and ate it, and she got tired of the grass. The Horse came to the store and bought a chocolate bar.
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Between heaven and earth the little pig was rummaging and accidentally clung to the sky with its tail.
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Murzik sculpted a two-wheeled cart out of snow. The dogs harnessed themselves to it and took the cat to the races.
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A hare sits on a birch tree and reads a book aloud. A bear flew to him, listened, sighed.
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There is a stump in the swamp, he is too lazy to move. The neck doesn’t move, but I want to laugh.
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At the station in the new hall, the Cat lies headless. While they were looking for the head, the legs got up and walked.
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There is a cart on the mountain, Tears are dripping from the arc. There is a cow standing under the mountain, putting on her boots.
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Our hostess was smart, gave everyone in the hut a job for the holiday: The dog washes the cup with its tongue, the mouse collects crumbs under the window, the cat scrapes the table with its paw, the chicken sweeps the doormat with a broom.
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Oh, something bad happened: the water caught fire. A retired soldier passed by. Retired soldier Taras saved the river from a fire, extinguished the fire, earned himself glory: “Grey-haired Taras extinguished the water with his beard!” The turnip danced with poppy seeds, And parsley danced with parsnips, Corn with garlic, Our Tanya danced with the Cossack. But the carrot didn’t want to dance, dance, because it didn’t know how to dance, dance. The pig built a nest on a spruce tree, built a nest, brought out babies, little children, little piglets. The little pigs are hanging from the branches, they are hanging from the branches, they want to fly.
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A brick floats down the river, wooden like glass. Well, let it float, We don't need plasticine. This is a fairy tale about a hedgehog, He flies to his nest, And a fly is also an airplane, Only a very small one.
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A cow is swimming along the river, overtaking the steamboat. A crow stands on its horns and paddles with a straw.
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I bought a ram bagel At the market early in the morning I bought a ram bagel: For the lambs, for the sheep TEN poppy rings, NINE dry cakes, EIGHT buns, SEVEN flatbreads, SIX cheesecakes, FIVE shortcakes, FOUR crumpets, THREE cakes, TWO gingerbreads AND ONE kalach I bought - Not to myself I forgot! And for the wife - sunflowers.
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The ship is running across the blue sea. The gray wolf stands at the bow, And the bear fastens the sails. The bunny leads the boat by the rope, The little fox looks slyly from behind a bush: How to steal the bunny, How to rip off the rope.
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Under the barn two magpies were frying jam, the chickens ate the rooster, they say the dogs.
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Early in the morning, in the evening, Late at dawn, an uncle rode on horseback in a calico carriage. And behind him, at full speed, Jumping with steps, the Wolf tried to swim across the Bowl of pies. The hare looked up at the sky, There was an earthquake and jam was dripping onto him from the clouds.
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A mosquito sat under a bush, on a spruce stump, dangled its legs on the sand, stuck its nose under a leaf - hid!
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A hedgehog is sitting on a pine tree - a new shirt, a boot on his head, a cap on his foot.
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A hare sits on a birch tree, smoking a dried boot. The telephone pole got married, took the cart from the bull. The bull got angry at this and killed the samovar.
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A hare sits on the fence wearing aluminum pants. And who cares - Maybe the hare is an astronaut.
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All the birds flocked: sister tap dancers, friend cuckoo; Sparrow-brother-in-law narrowed his eyes; The Crow-Bride sat down. Only there is no groom. Should I call the rooster?
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Fuck, bang, bang, the mouse rides on hedgehogs. - Wait, prickly hedgehog, I can’t bear to go any more, You’re very prickly, hedgehog!
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Where has this been seen, Where has this been heard, For a hen to bring a bull, For a little piglet to lay an egg, For a Bear to fly across the sky, Waving his black tail.
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The goat has two frogs in its beard, a bear sits on its back, holding its ears.
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Nonsense, nonsense These are just lies: They cut hay on the stove with a crayfish rocker.
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What is a tall tale? This means: The Wolf and the Lioness brought their children by car to the kindergarten. And then they rushed off to the mountains to work in the Children’s City, where in the “Salon of Kindness” they give flowers to the Squirrels.
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The sheep walked along the road and got their feet wet in a puddle. One, two, three, four, five, they began to wipe their feet, some with a handkerchief, some with a rag, some with a holey mitten.
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The hut walked along the bridge and waved its tail, got caught on the railing, and fell straight into the river. There is noise in the river, there is ringing in the river! Those who don't believe, get out!
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This, brothers, is not a miracle? A baton was running with a boy in his hands, and behind him was a sheepskin coat with a woman on his shoulders. The whip grabbed the man's dog, and the man crawled under the gate out of fear. The village shouted: “The lake is burning!” Hay and firewood rush to put out the fire.
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