The lyrics for children's songs are red, red, freckled. Lyrics for children's songs - red, red, freckled Freckled boy

- I didn't beat my grandfather, but I loved my grandfather

(baby) - the teaser of the redhead; the answer to it.

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  • - HORSE, th, th; -at. Pockmarked from traces of smallpox, as well as freckled ...

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  • - HONED, freckled, freckled. Freckled and also disfigured by smallpox. Freckled guy ...

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  • - freckled I m. A person with a freckled or disfigured smallpox face. II app. colloquial 1. Freckled or disfigured smallpox with konopatina. 2. Having such a face ...

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  • - konopaty konopatina "freckle", konopatochka "motley chicken". From hemp because of the similarity of freckles to hemp seeds; see Bernecker 1, 559; Zelenin, RFV 63, 408 ...

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  • - Primordial. Suf. derivative from hemp, hemp "hemp", in dialects and other Slavs. lang. still famous. Freckled "freckled" - due to the color similarity of freckles to hemp seeds. See hemp ...

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  • - Do not drive friendship with a red-haired person, do not go with a black one into the forest. Wed An Englishman with a red face, That's right, a dangerous man. Myatlev. Sensations of Ms. Kurdyukova. 1. Wed Barbe rousse et noirs cheveux, ne t "y fie, si tu ne veux. Compare Il est méchant comme un âne rouge ...

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  • - Red and red, a dangerous man. Do not drive with the red-haired friendship, do not go with the black one. Wed An Englishman with a red face, Vѣrno, a dangerous man. Myatlev. Sensation of Ms. Kurdyukova. one...

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"Red-haired, freckled, killed grandfather with a shovel" in the books

"Here is a peasant with a rake, with a shovel ..."

From the author's book

"Here is a peasant with a rake, with a shovel ..." Here is a peasant with a rake, with a shovel. On green, almost black With a pale gray faded patch His dark blue pants. Now I would like to be a landscape painter: I love Poussin and Corot. Swallow curls on a dark blue background with a mist, Suddenly

Single Combat with Crowbar-Shovel

From the book Lubyanka - Ekibastuz. Camp notes the author Dmitry Panin

Combat with Crowbar-Shovel But then an event happened when I myself broke through this barrier. The crowbar was exhausted from hunger: there were no additional power sources, he could not take my ration from me either, and I would not give it for anything.

We find grandparents

From the book Back to the Enemies: An Autobiographical Tale the author Babenko-Woodbury Victoria

We find grandparents. By the third day of our trip to Ukraine, almost half of the repatriates had left their transport. And on the fourth day, only Nina and I remained in the Red Cross carriage. When, after lunch, the train stopped in the old part of Zaporozhye, we too

About Lenin's grandfather

From the book Creatives of Old Semyon by the author

About Lenin's grandfather Once I rode on a bus on a pre-holiday day, it was Soviet power... Next to me sat my dad with his little son, the son looked out the window and kept asking: “Dad, what’s this? And this? And my father answered in detail. There were few people on the bus, all

The science of digging with a shovel

From the book ORG [The Secret Logic of the Organization of a Company] by Sullivan Tim

The science of digging with a shovel In the 1890s, when the second industrial revolution had just begun in the United States and railways, one of the world's first business consultants, Frederick Wislow Taylor,

DON'T STEP ON GRANDFATHER

From the book XX century: Chronicle of the inexplicable. Curse of things and cursed places the author Nepomniachtchi Nikolai Nikolaevich

DON'T STEP ON YOUR GRANDFATHER One warm August morning in 1996, Catarina Verano, a 42-year-old resident of the small village of Caprifolia near Naples, woke up to find on one of the tiles on the kitchen floor ... five clear images of human faces. As if

Chapter XII If not communists, then who? Ask grandpa

From the book Chronicle of the times of "Tsar Boris" the author Poptsov Oleg Maksimovich

Chapter XII If not communists, then who? Ask Grandpa There is no chronicle accuracy in this book. Events are so swift that only television and newspapers are capable of their instant reflection. Our task is different. Remember, comprehend how they remember the lesson, dozens, hundreds of lessons,

6. Nero killed his brother Britannica, and Grozny killed his cousin Vladimir

From the author's book

6. Nero killed his brother Britannica, and Grozny killed his cousin Vladimir Finally, in the life of Nero it is said about another high-profile "kinship murder", namely, the murder of Britannica (Britannica). Nero's predecessor on the throne was the emperor

Money with a shovel?

From the book Preparing for Retirement: Mastering the Internet the author Akhmetzyanova Valentina Alexandrovna

Money with a shovel? Do not believe also the one who says that money can be rowed here with a shovel. There would be such a way - there would not be enough shovels, everyone would hang around there, at this trough. Everything is like in real life... The only difference: there is no discrimination based on age, gender, or

From book Family code Russian Federation... Text with amendments and additions as of October 1, 2009 the author author unknown

Article 95. Duty of grandchildren to support grandfather and grandmother. Disabled grandparents in need of assistance, if it is impossible to receive support from their adult able-bodied children or from their spouse (ex-spouse), have the right to demand

"Muzzle with a shovel"

From the book Weapon is a word. Defense and attack with ... the author Alexander Kotlyachkov

"Muzzle with a shovel" "I believe that everyone should know the truth about hypnosis." Wolf Messing We have already used the expression in the title of the chapter. And this is not out of love for slang words. For the authors of this work, these words have become a kind of special term that has

With a sword and a shovel

From the book The Fate of a Civilizer [Theory and Practice of the Fall of Empires] the author Nikonov Alexander Petrovich

With a sword and a shovel Let us return, however, to the question that the cultured Greeks were asking after, unexpectedly for the entire civilized Europe of that time, Rome became the ruler of countries and peoples: why exactly the Romans were carried up by the wave of history? And we will continue to answer it. This is

GRANDMA SELLS GRANDFATHER

From the book Not a day without a thought the author Zhukhovitsky Leonid

GRANDMA SELLS GRANDFATHER Among the many faceless talk shows that fill our TV screen to the eyeballs, for some reason I remember one thing. The heroine of the talk show, a young grandmother (about forty years old with a small ponytail) told the audience that she was either sad or happy, but

Red, red - a dangerous man

From the book Adin Steinsaltz answers the questions of Mikhail Gorelik the author Steinsaltz Adin

Red-haired, red - a dangerous man Published in the 29th issue of "Mekor Haim" in 2000. When red dominates, and even more so crowds out everything else, then there is little good in it. The experience of Russia clearly demonstrates this. Adin Steinsaltz answers Mikhail's questions

SURGEON WITH SHOVEL

From the book Underground Thunderstorm the author Orlov Vladimir

SURGEON WITH A SHOVEL Well, they found a mine. What's next? Shall we leave her in the ground? Of course not. This is where the most risky job for sappers begins. Fascist sappers should not risk it. love. They drive crowds of Soviet prisoners of war and defenseless residents to minefields temporarily

If the boy is caulking,
Is it the boy's fault
What was born freckled?
But, however, from an early age,
There is no way for the boy
And the girls and guys shout:
"Redhead, redhead, freckled,
I killed my grandfather with a shovel! "

But he did not beat grandfather,
And he loved grandfather!
Here he is to his grandfather, well, and grandfather,
Says back to him:

I have cannabis too!
If I go out into the yard,
To myself, until now
Followed by screaming old women:
"Redhead, redhead, freckled,
I killed my grandfather with a shovel! "

And I didn't beat my grandfather,
And I loved my grandfather!

And I didn't beat my grandfather,
And I loved my grandfather!

The sun is burning in the sky
The sun from the sky says:
I, too, were red-haired.
After all, if I want to,
I will gil everyone in a row
Well, look what happened!

Red-haired dad, red-haired grandfather,
The whole world has become red!
Redhead, redhead, freckled,
I killed my grandfather with a shovel!

And if every caulk,
Where to collect shovels for everyone? If the boy caulk
Is the boy is guilty,
That were born freckled?
But, however, from an early age,
Lad not pass,
And screaming girls and boys:
"Red, red, freckled,

And he did not beat his grandfather,
And he loved his grandfather!
Here he is with his grandfather, well, grandfather,
Says to him:

I, too, konopushki!
If I go out into the yard,
I myself still
After shouting snide grandmother:
"Red, red, freckled,
Killed his grandfather shovel! "


And I loved my grandfather!

And I did not beat grandfather,
And I loved my grandfather!

In the sky, the sun burns
The sun from the sky says:
I, too, ginger freak.
I did, if I want to
Everybody razzolochu,
Well, look what happened!

Auburn dad, grandfather redhead,
Ginger was the whole wide world!
Red, red, freckled,
Killed his grandfather with a shovel!

And if each of caulk
Where at all dial shovels?

Everyone knows such a tongue twister as "red-haired, red-haired, freckled killed grandfather with a shovel." I decided to try to write parodies of this tongue twister, applied to various genres of poetry. So, here's what I got:
1) Lyrics love-
"Late autumn. My familiar redhead
Buy a shovel. With the energy of the spray
He will go to his grandfather, to his beloved grandfather,
To kill him quietly, without a trace.

The red-haired grandfather loved in his own way,
But by nature he was a murderer.
Here the freckled one enters the hut-
Grandpa is happy, not knowing fate.

Grandfather treats his grandson with food,
The redhead kills him with a shovel.
As the freckled did not wash his hands,
Still small and he inherited.

They took the redhead in the evening in the forest,
Where was he going to meet the dew,
Where he wanted to lie under a birch,
Sing a gentle song to her discreetly.

Late fall. And the grandfather is not there.
Readers cry, poets cry.
The redhead loved grandfather so deeply,
But for some reason he killed with a shovel! "

2) Civic lyrics:
"I don't like redheads!
Chubais is also red.
But of course I will not talk about him.
I will not talk about Rome and Paris.
I'll just talk about the redhead about something else.

He is such a caulk,
That everyone seemed colorful.
He was a very passionate lover of shovels.
And now I am very glad that he has a sharp iron
Beloved grandpa hit and killed!

All mixed in one.
Love and disgust.
Well, now what to decide for what and why?
The redhead had a contraction in his brain
He killed the grandfather. For what? I can `t get it!".

3) The lyrics are landscape:

"Green grass under a bluish sky.
Our redhead, freckled here drinks with his grandfather.
And the sun shines like that. Nothing portends
That the role of the murderer of the grandfather is already seducing the granddaughter.

A spider crawls down to a victim caught in the net,
And our red-haired granddaughter inflicts a blow with tin.
And the blood stained all the green of the blue.
Why did our red-haired grandpa kill this? "
4) Urban lyrics:

"House. Entrance. Grandfather is in the entrance. He has gray patches.
His red-haired grandson enters with a brand new shovel.
Grandfather at once on the head with an oak handle,
And wept in silence, loving again.
And for what he killed, he himself does not know.
I was just freckled, it happens with these! "

5) The lyrics are comic:

"Red, red, freckled
For fun I took a shovel
And he swung at his grandfather:
Jokingly, I didn't miss.

I was joking. And the grandfather was killed.
And already he is always asleep.
And our redhead said-
He idolized his grandfather.

So the redhead once joked
Freckled and shameless.
He loved his grandfather very much-
Here he killed with a shovel! "

6) Mystical lyrics:

"It was night. All the ghouls woke up.
The Kikimors climbed out of the pond.
And the red-haired grandson with grandpa returned
From where we have been sometimes.

They were pampered by creepy vampires.
The dwarfs served them at the table.
And a girl named Irina
She kissed them with her bloodied mouth.

And the red-haired grandson could not stand it and gurgled
Beloved grandpa in the head.
And threw away the cruel shovel
In a muddy pond in a rubber bag. "

7) The lyrics are abstract:

"Shovel-ferrum and wood
Looks like genitals.
And the redhead goes to the left
And the grandfather sends even further.

The old town is warped
In the spirit of Salvator DalI.
And a dead box floats
Along the banks of the river.

Go south and north
Old age and youth.
The cows sweep away the clover.
Ginger! You will kill your grandfather! "

Who do you think is the author of this famous tongue twister: "the redhead, redhead, freckled, killed grandfather with a shovel. But he loved grandfather, and he killed grandfather?" Do not know? And I don’t know. But I know that it could have been written by any of the famous Russians or Soviet poets... I am sure that such a poet, with a little desire, could write variations on this theme in any way, so to speak, i.e. at any literary technique... So I decided to try it, and this is what happened.

1) love lyrics:

Late fall. My friend is a redhead
Buy a shovel. With the energy of the spray
He will go to his grandfather, to his beloved grandfather,
To kill him quietly, without a trace.

The red-haired grandfather loved in his own way,
But by nature he was a killer.
Here the freckled one enters the hut.
Grandpa is happy - he doesn't know fate.

Grandfather treats grandson with food
The redhead kills him with a shovel.
How he did not remove freckles from his face,
Yet he inherited little.

They took the redhead in the evening in the forest,
Where he was going to meet the dew.
Where he wanted to lie under a birch.
Sing a gentle song to her discreetly.

Late fall. And the grandfather is not there.
Crying for her grandfather last summer.
The redhead loved grandfather so deeply,
But for some reason he killed with a shovel.

2) Civic lyrics:

I don't like redheads.
Chubais is also red.
But of course I will not talk about him.
I will not talk about Rome and Paris.
I'll just tell you about the redhead about one thing.

He is such a caulk,
That everyone seemed colorful.
He was a very passionate lover of shovels.
And now he is very glad that he is with a sharp iron
Beloved grandpa hit and killed.

All mixed in one.
Love and disgust.
Well, now what to decide for what and why.
The redhead has some kind of spinning in his brain.
He killed the grandfather. For what? I can `t get it!

(more variations to follow)

Reviews

Thanks. Very touched by your review. A little later, I want to try the same thing with "Sasha walked along the highway and sucked drying". I wish you success

Could be so. Only nowadays, rather, not with a shovel (although we remain in the masses with shovels), but with anything. This is not a very good time.

You quite rightly immediately grasped the meaning of my insertion into your text. It was a shovel with a shovel. If they like it better. :-)

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Everyone knows such a tongue twister as "red-haired, red-haired, freckled killed grandfather with a shovel." I decided to try to write parodies of this tongue twister, applied to various genres of poetry. So, here's what I got:

1) Lyrics love-

"Late autumn. My familiar redhead

Buy a shovel. With the energy of the spray

He will go to his grandfather, to his beloved grandfather,

To kill him quietly, without a trace.

The redhead loved his grandfather in his own way,

But by nature he was a murderer.

Here the freckled one enters the hut-

Grandpa is happy, not knowing fate.

Grandfather treats his grandson with food,

The redhead kills him with a shovel.

As the freckled did not wash his hands,

Still small and he inherited.

They took the redhead in the evening in the forest,

Where was he going to meet the dew,

Where he wanted to lie under a birch,

Sing a gentle song to her discreetly.

Late fall. And the grandfather is not there.

Readers cry, poets cry.

The redhead loved grandfather so deeply,

But for some reason he killed with a shovel! "

2) Civic lyrics:

"I don't like redheads!

Chubais is also red.

But of course I will not talk about him.

I will not talk about Rome and Paris.

I'll just talk about the redhead about something else.

He is such a caulk,

That everyone seemed colorful.

He was a very passionate lover of shovels.

And now I am very glad that he has a sharp iron

Beloved grandpa hit and killed!

All mixed in one.

Love and disgust.

Well, now what to decide for what and why?

The redhead had a contraction in his brain

He killed the grandfather. For what? I can `t get it!".

3) The lyrics are landscape:

"Green grass under a bluish sky.

Our redhead, freckled here drinks with his grandfather.

And the sun shines like that. Nothing portends

That the role of the murderer of the grandfather is already seducing the granddaughter.

A spider crawls down to a victim caught in the net,

And our red-haired granddaughter inflicts a blow with tin.

And the blood stained all the green of the blue.

Why did our red-haired grandpa kill this? "

4) Urban lyrics:

"House. Entrance. Grandfather is in the entrance. He has gray patches.

His red-haired grandson enters with a brand new shovel.

Grandfather at once on the head with an oak handle,

And wept in silence, loving again.

And for what he killed, he himself does not know.

I was just freckled, it happens with these! "

5) The lyrics are comic:

"Red, red, freckled

For fun I took a shovel

And he swung at his grandfather:

Jokingly, I didn't miss.

I was joking. And the grandfather was killed.

And already he is always asleep.

And our redhead said-

He idolized his grandfather.

So the redhead once joked

Freckled and shameless.

He loved his grandfather very much-

But he killed with a shovel! "

6) Mystical lyrics:

"It was night. All the ghouls woke up.

The Kikimors climbed out of the pond.

And the red-haired grandson with grandpa returned

From where we have been sometimes.

They were pampered by creepy vampires.

The dwarfs served them at the table.

And a girl named Irina

She kissed them with her bloodied mouth.

And the red-haired grandson could not stand it and gurgled

Beloved grandpa in the head.

And threw away the cruel shovel

In a muddy pond in a rubber bag. "

7) The lyrics are abstract:

"Shovel-ferrum and wood

Looks like genitals.

And the redhead goes to the left

The old town is warped

In the spirit of Salvator DalI.

And a dead box floats

Along the banks of the river.

Go south and north

Old age and youth.

The cows sweep away the clover.

Ginger! You will die without your grandfather!

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