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[Ёжик в тумане]

A word to husbands.

A word to husbands.
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you`ee wrong, admit it;
Whenever you`re right, shyt up.

That`s the way it was.

That`s the way it was.
I met him on Monday
The meeting was grand.
The next day was Tuesday
And he held my hand.
Wednesday night
He met my Dad and Mother
And gave a nickel
To my little freckle-faced brother.
He kissed me on Thursdat
At quarter to 10.
Then met me again.
And what d`you think happend
On Saturday night?
That`s right,
We met a preacher.
That`s right.

To a false friend.

To a false friend by Thomas Hood.
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.
Friends, if we have ever been,
Friends, we cannot now remain;
I only know I loved you once,
I only know I loved in vain.
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.

@темы: Английский

Comments

[Любитель хокку]

Што то как то быстро все..За неделю и папом и мамом и

со священником пообщаться...

А че стишок собсного изготовления?

Весьма...да еще и на англицком...респект!

[Ёжик в тумане]

А че стишок собсного изготовления?

Да неа, это из учебника английского. Авторство не указано, видимо, народное. Там их два. Исправлю и третье допишу.