Boring tales. Boring fairy tales Boring fairy tale - compose the best one yourself

There are a great variety of different fairy tales for children - funny tales, jokes, tales about animals, boring fairy tales.
A boring fairy tale is a fairy tale in which the same fragment of text is repeated many times.
Such a fairy tale is like a chain with a large number of repeating links, the number of which depends only on the will of the performer or listener. The links can be held together using a special phrase, “shouldn’t we start the fairy tale over again,” after which the fragment is repeated again and again. In some of the boring fairy tales, the narrator asks a question to which the listener must give an answer, which is used for the next repetition of the fairy tale. The plot of the fairy tale does not develop; the connecting question causes only bewilderment and annoyance in the listener. Boring tales include the tale about the white bull and the tale about the priest and his dog.

Megillah. What kind of fairy tale is this and where did it come from?
It was invented a long time ago by some parent who did not want to tell his child a bedtime story. And since the child was too annoying, the fairy tale sounded something like this: “Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?” - Tell! - You say “tell me”, but I say “tell me”, but shouldn’t I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull? - Don't tell me! You say “don’t tell me”, but I say “don’t tell me”, but shouldn’t I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Also, the same fragment of text repeated many times appears in the well-known monotonous sentence “buy an elephant” (the main idea is that no matter what the interlocutor says, he is eventually offered to buy an elephant).
Boring fairy tales, as a rule, are used in raising children; this is a kind of game for developing the child’s thinking, which involves finding a way out of the vicious circle of an endless story.
By telling such a fairy tale, you develop memory, thinking, attention, and, of course, introduce your child to Russian folk art.

Here are some examples of such fairy tales:

Once upon a time there lived a king, Vatuta, and the whole fairy tale was Tuta. There is a gingerbread house, decorated with raisins, Glistening in the light of the moon. The door is made of candy, Should I say from the end?..

A river flows, There is a bridge across the river, There is a sheep on the bridge, The sheep has a tail, There is bast on its tail, Tell me first?..

The bear came to the ford and splashed into the water! He's already wet, wet, wet, he's already wet, wet, wet. Soaked, Kissed, Climbed out, Dried out, Stood on the deck - Plunging into the water...;

Once upon a time there were two brothers, two brothers - a sandpiper and a crane. They cut a haystack and placed it among the fields. Shouldn't we tell the fairy tale from the end again?

Let's move on.
We see the bridge
A crow is drying on the bridge.
Grab her by the tail
Walk under the bridge -
Let her get wet!
Let's move on.
We see the bridge
A crow gets wet under the bridge.
Grab her by the tail
Send her to the bridge -
Let it dry!
Let's move on...

Did we go with you?
- Let's go!
- Did you find the boot?
- Found!
- Did I give it to you?
- Gave!
-Did you take it?
- I took it!
-Where is he?
- Who?
- Yes, not who, but what!
- What?
- Boot!
- Which?
- Well, like that! Did we go with you?
- Let's go!
- Did you find the boot?
- Found

Shall I tell you a story about an owl?
- Tell!
- Fine! Listen, don't interrupt!
The owl was flying -
Cheerful head.
Here she was flying, flying,
I sat down on a birch tree,
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again.
Here she was flying, flying,
Sat on a birch tree
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again...
Should I say more?..

An oak tree stands above the river.
A magpie sits on that oak tree -
looks into the river.
And the cancer has come out of the water and is crawling.
So he climbs and crawls, climbs and crawls, and the magpie watches.
So she looks, and the cancer climbs and crawls
So he climbs and crawls, climbs and crawls. And the magpie is watching.
So she looks, and looks, and looks. And the cancer keeps crawling...
I WAS ONCE WALKING across a bridge,
Lo and behold, the crow GET WET.
I took the crow by the tail,
I put it on the bridge -
Let the crow DRY!
I WALKED AGAIN across the bridge,
Lo and behold, the crow DRY.
I took the crow by the tail,
I put it under the bridge -
Let the crow GET WET!
AGAIN I WALKED Across the Bridge,
Lo and behold, the crow GET WET.
I took the crow by the tail,
I put it on the bridge -
Let the crow DRY!

I CAME TO THE BRIDGE AGAIN
Lo and behold, the crow DRY.
I took the crow by the tail,
I put it under the bridge -
Let the crow GET WET!

I CAME TO THE SAME BRIDGE
Lo and behold, the crow is getting wet...

The stuffed animal was sitting on the pipe,
The meowed scarecrow sang a song.
A stuffed animal with a red-red mouth,
It tormented everyone with a terrible song.
Everyone around the scarecrow is sad and sick,
Because his song is about the fact that
A stuffed meow sitting on a pipe...

Once upon a time we were friends
Cat and Warcat.
They ate from the same table,
They looked out the window from one corner,
They left for a walk from one porch. . .
Shouldn't we listen to the fairy tale again from the end?

A dog walked across the bridge
Got my tail tied in the mud,
Pulled, pulled, stretched out her tail,
I just got my nose stuck in the swamp.
Pulled, pulled...

There is a hut on the hill,
An old woman lives there.
Sits on the stove
Chews rolls.
So she stood up
I took out a washcloth from behind the stove. . .
The old lady's mop is good!
Shouldn't we start the fairy tale from the beginning?

Shall I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?
- Yes.
Everyone says “yes,” but should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?
- Tell
Everyone says “tell me”...etc. and so on.

In some kingdom
In an unfamiliar state
Not the one we live in
A wonderful miracle happened
A wonderful miracle appeared:
An important turnip grew in the garden,
Each old woman praised:
One day
You can't go around it.
The whole village ate half of those turnips for a month,
I barely finished it.
The neighbors saw -
For three weeks they finished the other half.
The remains were piled on the cart,
They dragged me past the forest,
The cart was broken off.
A bear ran by and was surprised
I fell asleep out of fear...
When he wakes up -
Then the fairy tale will continue!

Tell me a story.
- I'll tell you about the goose.
That's the whole fairy tale.

Once upon a time there lived a king named Bubenets.
He wanted to build himself a new palace
They brought him wet boards,
They laid it on the sand to dry.
They dried it, dried it, and dried it out.
They put it in the river and soaked it.
Dried again - overdried,
They wet it again - they soaked it!
This is how the boards will be ready,
Then we’ll take up this fairy tale again.
But it won't happen soon:
It will be that year
When the goblin dies, -
And he wasn’t sick yet!

Once upon a time there lived a sandpiper and a crane.
They cut a stack of hay.
This fairy tale is from the end again. Etc.

Aunt Arina
Cooked porridge
Egor and Boris
They got into a fight over porridge.
I wet myself, I wet myself,
Start from the beginning!

Once upon a time there lived a king.
The king had a court
There was a stake in the yard
I soaked it on the stake.
Shouldn't we tell you a fairy tale first?

At grandma's hut
Buryonka was chewing grass,
She chewed and chewed and was silent.
I saw a mop on the fence.
She saw the bast - she mooed...
Shouldn't we talk about Burenka first?

Once upon a time there lived a grandmother
Yes, right by the river,
Grandma wanted it
Swim in the river.
She bought it
I washed and soaked.
This fairy tale is good
Start over...

Kutyr-Mutyr lived in the middle of Poland,
I cut myself a haystack.
A ram and a sheep came
They ate the whole haystack...
Shouldn't we tell the fairy tale from the end again?

In order to come up with the best boring fairy tale for 3rd grade, you need to know what it is.

A boring fairy tale- this is a fairy tale - a trompe l'oeil, in which the same text is repeated several times until the child gets tired of it.

Why were boring fairy tales created?

In order to quickly distract a child from pranks or divert his attention when parents do not have much time.

That's why boring fairy tales are so unusual :)

So, let's start writing a boring fairy tale and consider the task.

Determine the words with which you will begin and end your fairy tale.

You can start a boring fairy tale in different ways. For example:

1) Should I tell you a boring fairy tale?

2) Listen, listen! Let's tell you a boring fairy tale, good - kind, interesting, very interesting, long, long!

3) Once upon a time they lived, they ate and drank

And you can end a boring fairy tale with the words:

1) This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened - well done!

2) Is my fairy tale good?

3) Shouldn't we tell you a fairy tale first?

Think about who you will talk about: about an owl, about a crayfish, about a woodpecker, about a bear.

I like the fairy tale character - the owl, so my first boring fairy tale will be about her.

The second boring fairy tale about the forest, bushes and trees will be from my childhood. My mother once told me this boring tale.

Decide what could happen to the heroes of the fairy tale.

1 boring fairy tale - I think that an owl will wake up in the forest during the day and want to fly to the city, and there it will hit the window glass.

2 boring fairy tale - The heroes of the fairy tale will go into the forest and endlessly see bushes and trees.

Try to compose your own boring fairy tale. Remember that it should have a surprise ending.

A boring fairy tale about an owl for 3rd grade

Listen, listen!

We'll tell you a boring fairy tale, evil - despicable, long - long, interesting - very interesting!

An owl lived in the forest in a tree in a hollow.

She became bored and decided to fly to the city.

The owl sees a big house and a beautiful transparent hollow and goes there.

The owl thinks - this is how beautiful my house will be.

The owl flies, flies and rejoices in its owl language - Uh-huh!, Uh-huh! Yes!

But the owl doesn’t know that the windows in the big house are glazed with transparent glass.

She flew up to him and crashed her head into the window.

Wow! - the owl thought and fell with a concussion.

The owl stood up, shook itself off and let's fly back to the house.

Flies and screams like an owl - Uh-huh! Yes! Yes!

She flew to the glass and again banged her forehead against the glass - Wow!

And she fell again with a concussion.

The owl does not give up and again flies into the glass hollow to settle - Yep! Yes! Yes!

And again it hits the window.

The owl's head became completely bad.

Wow! What a strange hollow - she thought and flew off into the forest.

This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened - well done!

A boring tale about a journey into the forest for 3rd grade

Shall I tell you a boring fairy tale about how the children went to the forest?

Listen to this long, very long, interesting and very interesting fairy tale.

Children go on a hike to the forest and see a tree in a field, and behind the tree they see a tree, and behind the tree a bush.

And then imagine? Behind the bush is another tree, and behind the tree is a tree and behind the tree is a bush.

Is my fairy tale good? Shouldn't we tell you a fairy tale first?

Boring fairy tales are small works, structured in a special way: either without end (in which the same fragment of text is repeated many times), or with a suddenly quick ending. A striking example of the first type is “The Tale of the White Bull” or “The Priest Had a Dog,” and the second type is the poem “A Fly Sat on the Jam,” known to us from childhood.

The term “boring fairy tale” is used to combine jokes of a fairy-tale nature, with which storytellers entertain children or try to arouse in them excessive interest in fairy tales. A boring fairy tale is offered instead of a fairy tale.

Boring fairy tales occupied a special place in children's folklore. To the children who are preparing to listen to a long and fascinating fairy tale, the narrator suddenly says:

Once upon a time there were two geese,
That's the whole fairy tale!

A cry of discontent rises...

Boring fairy tales usually begin with a preliminary deception of the child. The narrator will tell the person who wants to listen to the fairy tale: “Listen, I’ll tell you a good fairy tale, a d-o-o-lie.” The child, thinking that they really want to tell him a good and long fairy tale, pricks up his ears and becomes all ears, and meanwhile he is deceived: the narrator begins to tell a boring fairy tale.

Examples of boring fairy tales

Once upon a time there were two peacocks,
That's half the story.
Once upon a time there were two geese,
That's the whole fairy tale.

The bear stood on the deck -
Plunge into the water!
He's already getting wet in the water, getting wet,
He's already a kitty in the water, kitty,
Soaked, sour,
Got out and dried.
The bear stood on the deck...

There was a king named Dodon.
He built a bone house.
I collected from all over the kingdom of bones,
They started to wet it - they got wet,
They began to dry it - the bones were dry.
Got wet again
And when they get wet -
Then I'll finish it.

Shall I tell you a story about an owl?
- Tell!
- Fine! Listen, don't interrupt!
An owl was flying.
Cheerful head.
Here she was flying, flying,
I sat down on a birch tree,
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again.
Here she was flying, flying,
I sat down on a birch tree,
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again...
Should I say more?

In some kingdom
In some state
Once upon a time there lived a king
The king had a garden
There was a pond in the garden
There was a crayfish in the pond;
Who listened -
That fool.

Once upon a time there were two crane brothers.
They mowed a stack of hay;
They put the ring in the middle...
Shouldn't we start from the end again?

In some kingdom
In some state
Once upon a time there lived a king god-a-a-ty:
He had a yard
There was a stake in the yard,
There was a sponge hanging on the stake.
Shouldn't I say it from the beginning?

The crane decided to get married,
Walk seven miles through the swamp.
And I thought about getting married
On a beautiful maiden, on a heron.
If he begins to pull his legs out of the swamp, his tail will get stuck.
If the tail pulls out, the legs will get stuck.
If he begins to pull his legs out of the swamp, his tail will get stuck,
The tail will be pulled out - the legs will get stuck...

In a swamp there lived a frog
By name and patronymic wah.
The frog decided to jump onto the bridge,
I sat down and........
She tied her tail in the mud: she tugged, tugged, tugged, tugged - she pulled out the tail.
Yes, she tied her nose: tugged, tugged -
Pulled out my nose
Yes, she tied her tail: she tugged, tugged, tugged, tugged - she pulled out the tail.
Yes, I tied my nose, etc.

In some kingdom
In some state
Once upon a time there lived a crow
And she decided to fly
To the distant kingdom,
To the thirtieth state.
Flew
Flew, flew, flew -
Yes, I sat down,
Sat, sat, sat -
Yes, it flew;
Flew, flew, flew -
Yes, she sat down;
Sat, sat, sat, sat -
Yes it flew...

Once upon a time there lived a grandmother
Yes, right by the river.
Grandma wanted it
Swim in the river.
And grandma bought
Soap and washcloth.
This song is good
Start over.

Peeled potatoes
They hit Antoshka.
Antoshka ran
I told the chairman.
The chairman came running:
What's the matter, what's the matter?
Peeled potatoes
They hit Antoshka....

Once upon a time there were two brothers,
Two brothers - a sandpiper and a crane.
They mowed a haystack,
They placed him among the Poles.
Shouldn't we tell the fairy tale from the end again?

I was once walking across a bridge,
Lo and behold, the crow gets wet.
I took the crow by the tail,
He put it on the bridge -
Let the crow dry!
I walked across the bridge again,
Lo and behold, the crow is drying up.
I took the crow by the tail,
I put it under the bridge -
Let the crow get wet!

Once upon a time there lived Yashka,
He had a red shirt
There is a buckle on the belt,
There's a hat on my head,
There's a rag around my neck,
In the hands is a bunch of bast.
Is my fairy tale good?

Once upon a time there were two brothers, two brothers - a sandpiper and a crane. They cut a stack of hay and placed it among the Poles. Shouldn't we tell the fairy tale from the end again?

Once upon a time there lived a king, the king had a courtyard, in the courtyard there was a stake, on the stake there was sponge; shouldn't I say it from the beginning?

Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?
- Tell.
- You tell me, and I’ll tell you, and should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?
- Tell.
- You tell me, and I’ll tell you, what will we have, how long will it be! Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Shall I tell you a boring fairy tale?
- Tell.
- You say: tell me, I say: tell me; Shall I tell you a boring tale?
- No need.
- You say: no need, I say: no need; Shall I tell you a boring tale? - etc.

Once upon a time there lived an old man. I went to the mill to grind some flour...
- Well, you beckoned, but don’t tell me!
- If only he got there, he told me, and maybe he’ll travel for a week!

A goose was flying, sat down on the road and fell into the water. Mok-mok, kitty-kiss - got wet, soured, got out, sat down on the road and fell into the water again. Mok-mok, kitty-kiss, kicked out, got out, etc.

Short boring fairy tales for children

Once upon a time there lived a king, Vatuta,
And the whole fairy tale is here.

Once upon a time there lived King Dodon,
I stained my palm.

A fly sat on the jam -
That's the whole poem.

Do you want a fairy tale about a fox?
She's in the forest.

The river flows
Bridge across the river
There's a sheep on the bridge
The sheep has a tail
There is wetness on the tail,
Tell me first?...

Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

I tell you, you tell me. Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Don't want!

I don't want, you don't want. Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Leave me alone!

I leave you alone, you leave me alone. Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Here you come!

You say “I’m stuck”, I say “I’m stuck”. Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Silence…

You are silent and I am silent. Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

And this boring game about the white bull continues until the person to whom it is told is completely silent or runs away.

About the crane

Listen, listen! I’ll tell you a fairy tale - a good, very good, long, very long, interesting, very interesting!

Once upon a time there lived a crane. He decided to marry a beautiful maiden, a heron. I went to get married. Here he is walking through the swamp - his legs get stuck. If he begins to pull his legs out of the swamp, his tail will get stuck; the tail will be pulled out - the legs will get stuck; If he pulls out his legs, his tail will get stuck; the tail will be pulled out - the legs will get stuck; If he pulls out his legs, his tail will get stuck...

Is my fairy tale good?

Kutyr and Mutyr

Once upon a time there lived Kutyr and Mutyr,

They mowed a haystack,

They put a pole in the middle,

A ram and a sheep came

They ate a stack of hay.

Should I tell a fairy tale from the end?..

Tell yourself, but I don’t want to!

“We walked with you”?

Did we go with you?

Did you find the casing?

Did I give it to you?

Did you take it?

Where is he?

Yes like that! Did we go with you?

Did you find the casing?

And again, all over again - until you get tired of it.

About Yashka

Once upon a time there lived Yashka,

He had a red shirt

There is a buckle on the belt,

There's a hat on my head,

There's a rag around my neck,

In the hands is a bunch of bast.

Is my fairy tale good?

About the owl

Shall I tell you a story about an owl?

Tell!

Fine! Listen, don't interrupt!

The owl was flying -

Cheerful head.

Here she was flying, flying,

I sat down on a birch tree,

She twirled her tail,

I looked around,

Sang a song

And she flew again.

Here she was flying, flying,

I sat down on a birch tree,

She twirled her tail,

I looked around,

Sang a song

About magpie and cancer

An oak tree stands above the river. A magpie sits on that oak tree, looking into the river. But the cancer has come out of the water and is climbing.

So he climbs and crawls, climbs and crawls, and the magpie watches.

So she looks, and the cancer climbs and crawls.

So he climbs and crawls, crawls and crawls. And the magpie is watching.

So she looks, and looks, and looks. And the cancer keeps crawling...

And so on endlessly!

Let the crow get wet!

I was once walking across a bridge,

Lo and behold, the crow gets wet.

I took the crow by the tail,

He put it on the bridge -

Let the crow dry!

I walked across the bridge again,

Lo and behold, the crow is drying up.

I took the crow by the tail,

I put it under the bridge -

Let the crow get wet!

I walked across the bridge again,

Lo and behold, the crow gets wet.

I took the crow by the tail,

He put it on the bridge -

Let the crow dry!

I came to the bridge again,

Lo and behold, the crow is drying up.

I took the crow by the tail,

I put it under the bridge -

Let the crow get wet!

I came to the same bridge

Lo and behold, the crow gets wet...

And again all over again...

About the king

Once upon a time there lived a king

The king had a court

There was a stake in the yard

There is a sponge on the stake,

It was swayed by the wind.

Shouldn't we start the story over again?

AND or, there were two brothers, two brothers - a sandpiper and a crane. They cut a stack of hay and placed it in the middle of the field. Should I tell you the fairy tale again from the end?

AND there was an old man, the old man had a well, and in the well there lived a dace. This is where the fairy tale ends.

AND There was a king, the king had a courtyard, there was a stake in the courtyard, and a washcloth hung from the stake. Shouldn't we start all over again?

- R Shall I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Tell.

You tell me, and I’ll tell you, so should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

Tell.

You tell me, and I’ll tell you, so what will we have, how long will it be! Should I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?

- R Shall I tell you a boring fairy tale?

Tell.

You ask: tell me, so I say: tell me. So should I tell you a boring fairy tale?

No need.

You ask: don’t, and I say: don’t. So should I tell you a boring fairy tale?.. and so on...

- AND there was an old man. I went to the mill to grind flour...

- L A white goose was eating, sat down on the road and fell into a puddle. Mok-mok, kitty-kiss - wet, soggy, got out, sat down on the road and fell into a puddle again. Mok-mok, kitty-kiss, kicked out, got out and so on...

- R Shall I tell you a fairy tale about crucian carp?

Tell.

The crucian carp swam and swam - the fairy tale began.

Crucian carp swam and swam along the dam - the tale is told to the middle.

I would also tell you about that crucian carp, but it’s a pity that the fairy tale ended. All…

P a river flows into a field,
A bridge will be thrown across the river,
There's a sheep standing on the bridge
The sheep has a tail
A bast hangs on the tail,
Shall I tell you everything first?..

U butt was a dog,
He loved her.
She ate a piece of meat
He killed her.
I dug a hole, buried it,
He put up a cross, wrote,
What:
The priest had a dog
etc.

AND Once upon a time there was a king Vatuta, and that’s the whole Tuta tale.

—
WITH there's a gingerbread house,
Decorated with raisins,
Glistens in the light of the moon.
Door made of candy, Shouldn't we say everything from the end?..

E let's move on.
We see the bridge
A crow gets wet under the bridge.
Grab her by the tail
Get to the bridge -
Let it dry!
Let's move on.
We see the bridge
A crow is drying on the bridge.
Grab her by the tail
Push her under the bridge -
Let her get wet!
Let's move on...

M did you go with you?
- Let's go!
— Did you find the boots?
- Found!
- Did I give them to you?
- I did!
-Did you take them?
- I took it!
-Where are they?
- Who?
- Not who, but what!
- What?
- Boots!
- Which?
- Well, like that! Did we go with you?
- Let's go!
— Did you find the boots?
- Found

— WITH Shall I tell you a fairy tale about an owl?
- Tell!
- Fine! Listen to me, don't interrupt me!
Once an owl flew -
Cheerful head.
Here she was flying, flying,
Sat on a branch
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again.
Here she was flying, flying,
Sat on a branch
She twirled her tail,
I looked around,
Sang a song
And she flew again...
Should I say more?..

H the meowing teacher was sitting on the roof,
The meowed scarecrow sang a song.
A stuffed animal with a dark red mouth,
It tormented everyone with a terrible song.
Everyone around the scarecrow is sad and sick,
Because his song is about the fact that
The stuffed animal was sitting on the roof...

N and grief is a hut,
An old woman lives in a hut.
She sits on the stove
And he chews and chews rolls.
But then the old lady stood up,
I took out a washcloth from behind the stove...
The old lady has a good sponge!
Shouldn't we start the fairy tale all over again?

IN some kingdom
In an unfamiliar state
Not the one we live in
A wonderful miracle appeared
A wonderful miracle happened:
An important turnip grew in the garden,
Each old woman praised:
You can't go around in one day.
The whole village ate half of that turnip for a month,
I barely finished it.
The neighbors saw it all -
For three weeks the other half was eaten.
The remains of the turnips were piled on the cart,
They dragged me past the forest,
The cart's load was broken off.
A bear ran by and was amazed
I fell asleep out of fear...
But when the bear wakes up -
Then the fairy tale will continue!

AND Once upon a time there was a Tsar of Bubenets.
He decided to build a new palace
They brought him wet boards,
They laid the boards on the sand to dry.
They dried the boards, dried them, and dried them out.
They put them in the river and soaked them.
The boards were dried again - they were too dry,
They were soaked again - they were soaked!
As soon as the boards are ready,
Then we’ll get back to the fairy tale.
But it won't happen soon:
This will happen this year
When the goblin dies, -
And he hasn’t gotten sick yet!

B grandma Arina
I cooked porridge,
Egor and Boris
They got into a fight over that porridge.
Bastard, sponge,
Start over!

U women Matryona's hut
Buryonka was chewing grass,
She chewed grass and remained silent.
I saw a mop on the fence.
I saw the washbasin and started to moo...
Should I tell you about Burenka first?

AND once upon a time there was a grandmother
Yes, right by the river,
Grandma wanted it
Swim in the river.
Grandma bought it
I washed and soaked.
Oh, and the fairy tale is good,
Start over...

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