For a child aged 4 years
Children's poems for speech development. Children aged 4 years really like to listen to rhymes that contain animals, birds, insects, and seasons. They can be cheerful and sad, funny and instructive. All works are sure to evoke certain feelings in the child: joy, compassion, pity. Often, after reading a poem about those who are in trouble or trouble, children feel responsible for them and want to help them. Of course, relevant topics in poems for their age are the seasons, animals, everyday objects and things.
Winter
We ask mom for a fur coat - So autumn has returned to us. We'll walk in fur coats and collect mushrooms. I'll pick a bouquet of daisies and weave a wreath myself. Admire the daisies, Our winter is winter. The following poem trains the pronunciation of the letters: “r” and “l”.
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Anthill
In an anthill under a willow, ants live beautifully. Their house is a fairy-tale palace, Every resident in it is a fighter. From childhood they learn to shoot, to protect the queen - mother. But the queen does not spin; she lays white eggs. Ants protect their royal eggs. And they live in a happy country In a palace under an old willow tree. You can invite your child to memorize and repeat this poem.
Boots
Dressed up the legs in new boots. You walk, legs, straight along the path. You walk, stomp, don’t splash through puddles, don’t walk into the mud, don’t tear your boots.
A fun song for speech development with movements
For a child aged 2 years
Children's poems for speech development. From the age of 2, children can read speech therapy poems. They are excellent at training the pronunciation of certain sounds and reinforcing clearly defined letters and syllables. 2 years is the right age to teach a child such rhymes.
Cat - midge
A cat sat on the window
The cat wants to eat a midge
Cat grabs a midge with its paw
Where is the midge? Not to be seen.
Heap - cloud
The wind from the sea drives the cloud
We rake the leaves into a pile
Rain cloud in the sky
The pile of garbage is large.
Pechka - river
The owner lit the stove
The little frog jumped into the river
Coal flared up in the stove
The frogs have a house in the river.
Funny speech therapy poems for children
FUNNY POEMS FOR CHILDREN
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Samuil Marshak - Baggage
The lady checked in a sofa, a suitcase, a suitcase, a painting, a basket, a cardboard box and a small dog as luggage.
They gave the lady at the station four green receipts indicating that the luggage had been received: Sofa, Suitcase, Travel Bag, Painting, Basket, Cardboard And a small dog.
Things are being transported to the platform. They are thrown into an open carriage. Ready. The luggage is packed: Sofa, Suitcase, Travel Bag, Painting, Basket, Cardboard And a small dog.
But as soon as the bell rang, the puppy ran away from the carriage. We stopped at the Dno station: One place was lost. In fright, they count the luggage: Sofa, Suitcase, Travel Bag, Picture, Basket, Cardboard... - Comrades! Where's the little dog?
Suddenly they see a huge disheveled dog standing by the wheels. They caught him - and into the luggage, There, where the bag lay, the Picture, the Basket, the Cardboard, Where the little dog had been before.
We arrived in the city of Zhitomir. Porter number fifteen Carries luggage on a trolley: Sofa, Suitcase, Sacvoyage, Picture, Basket, Cardboard, And behind them they lead a little dog.
The dog will growl, and the lady will scream: “Robbers!” The thieves! Freaks! The dog is the wrong breed! She threw the suitcase, pushed away the sofa with her foot, the Painting, the Basket, the Cardboard... - Give me back my dog!
- Excuse me, mother! At the station, According to the luggage receipt, they received luggage from you: Sofa, Suitcase, Travel Bag, Picture, Basket, Cardboard And a small dog. However, during the journey the Dog could grow up!
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Daniil Kharms - 44 cheerful siskin
They lived in the apartment Forty-four Forty-four Merry Siskins: Siskin the dishwasher, Siskin the scrubber, Siskin the gardener, Siskin the water carrier, Siskin the cook, Siskin the housewife, Siskin the messenger, Siskin the chimney sweep.
The stove was heated, Porridge was cooked, Forty-four Merry Siskins: Siskin with a ladle, Siskin with a stump, Siskin with a rocker, Siskin with a sieve, Siskin covers, Siskin convenes, Siskin pours, Siskin distributes.
Having finished their work, Forty-four Merry Siskins went hunting: Siskin for a bear, Siskin for a fox, Siskin for a grouse, Siskin for a hedgehog, Siskin for a turkey, Siskin for a cuckoo, Siskin for a frog, Siskin for a grass snake.
After the hunt, they took up the notes of Forty-four Merry Siskins: They played together: Siskin on the piano, Siskin on the dulcimer, Siskin on the trumpet, Siskin on the trombone, Siskin on the accordion, Siskin on the comb, Siskin on the lip!
The whole house went to see the finches we knew. Forty-four cheerful siskins: Siskin on a tram, Siskin on a motor, Siskin on a cart, Siskin on a cart, Siskin in a rattle, Siskin on the heels, Siskin on a shaft, Siskin on an arc!
They wanted to sleep, they were making their beds, forty-four cheerful siskins: a siskin on the bed, a siskin on the sofa, a siskin on a basket, a siskin on a bench, a siskin on a box, a siskin on a reel, a siskin on a piece of paper, a siskin on the floor.
Lying in bed, Forty-four cheerful siskins whistled together: Siskin - triti-titi, Siskin - tiri-tirli, Siskin - dili-dili, Siskin - ti-ti-ti, Siskin - tiki-tiki, Siskin - tiki-riki, Siskin - bye-bye, Chizh - bye-bye-bye!
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Samuil Marshak - That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street
There lived an absent-minded man on Basseynaya Street.
In the morning he sat down on the bed, began to put on his shirt, put his hands into the sleeves - It turned out that these were trousers.
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
He began to put on his coat - They told him: “That’s not it!” He began to pull on his gaiters - They told him: “Not yours!”
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
Instead of a hat, He put on a frying pan as he walked. Instead of felt boots, I pulled gloves onto my heels.
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
One day he was on the tram going to the station and, opening the doors, he said to the leader:
“Dear Carriage! Dear Carriage Dear Deeply Respected! No matter what, I need to go out. Is it possible to stop Vokzai at the tram?”
The counselor was surprised - the tram stopped.
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
He went to the buffet to buy himself a ticket. And then he rushed to the cash register to buy a bottle of kvass.
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
He ran to the platform, climbed into the uncoupled carriage, carried in the bundles and suitcases, stuffed them under the sofas, sat down in the corner in front of the window and fell into a peaceful sleep...
“What kind of stop is this?” - He shouted early in the morning. And from the platform they say: “This is the city of Leningrad.”
He slept a little again and again looked out the window, saw a large train station, scratched himself and said:
“What kind of stop is this - Bologoe or Popovka?” And from the platform they say: “This is the city of Leningrad.”
He slept a little again and again looked out the window, saw a large station, stretched and said:
“What kind of station is this - Dibuny or Yamskaya?” And from the platform they say: “This is the city of Leningrad.”
He shouted: “What a joke! I’ve been traveling for the second day, And I came back, And I came to Leningrad!”
That's how absent-minded he is from Basseynaya Street!
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Daniil Kharms - Away
The mouse invited me to a new house for a cup of tea. For a long time I could not enter the house, but I got into it with difficulty. And now you tell me: Why and why There is no home and no tea, There is literally nothing!
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Daniil Kharms - Tiger on the street
I thought for a long time where the tiger came from on the street. Thought and thought, thought and thought, thought and thought, thought and thought. At that time the wind blew, And I forgot what I was thinking about. So I don’t know where the tiger came from on the street.
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Samuel Marshak - Visiting the Queen
-Where were you today, pussy? - The Queen of England.
- What did you see at court?! - I saw a mouse on the carpet!
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Nikolay Rubtsov - Found out
An old water carrier came through the door from the snowstorm in the morning, and Alenka said: “Mom, you see, Santa Claus has come, I recognized him right away!”
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Samuel Marshak - About the hippopotamus
Mom and I agreed to wait for the day off and watch gi-gi-topama... No, gi-popo-toto-popama... No, gi-toto-popo-potama... Let mom speak for me!
We entered the open gate and the two of us ran to look at the hippopotamus. We call him that more often.
He doesn't know his own names. No matter what you call, He still doesn’t get out of the water, He lies like a wet log.
We were unlucky today with mom. We waited for him for a whole hour, but from the bottom of the deep hole he probably didn’t notice us.
He lay there, smooth and thick-skinned, with his head buried in the sand, looking like the skin of a ham in a huge bowl of soup.
For whole days He does not leave the reservoir - it is fresh there. — Does he have office hours? — We asked the guards.
— Yes, there are meal times. We feed him by the hour! - And suddenly, shining like a boot, the Hippopotamus himself stood up.
His brains must have gotten wet from the constant baths. The eyes are set in binoculars, and the mouth is open like a suitcase.
He looked around at his uninvited guests standing nearby, turned his back to the bars, bent down slightly - and plopped down!
I think the name of the hippopotamus is so difficult so that the watchman from the deep pit calls him less often...
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Daniil Kharms - Tuesdays on the pavement
On Tuesdays, an empty balloon flew over the pavement. He floated silently in the air; Someone was smoking a pipe in it, He looked at the squares and gardens, He looked calmly until Wednesday, And on Wednesday, after putting out the lamp, He said: Well, the city is alive.
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Sasha Cherny - Setting
Son roars. Beaten for a deuce plus, The wife took the last ruble for her curls, The husband, killed by a bench and gumboil, Calculates the monthly decline. The pitiful pennies are grunting on the accounts: The purchase of an umbrella and firewood has made a hole, And the pink hood made of paper jacket Throws the bent bald spot into the sweat. A little siskin whistles just above your head (Even though God's bird hasn't eaten since the morning), A lonely saffron milk cap is sour on a saucer, But the vodka was drunk to the last drop yesterday. The little girl under the bed gives the cat an enema, In a rush of happiness, her mouth half-opened, And the cat, indulging in gloomy pessimism, screams excitedly in a tragic voice. An eyebrowless sister in a shabby jacket rapes a cold piano, and behind the wall a seamstress dweller sings a romance: “Understand my sadness.” How can you not understand? In the dining room, the cockroaches, having left the stale bread, began to think a little, In the buffet, the glasses rattle sympathetically, And the dampness drips like tears from the ceiling.
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Yuri Vladimirov - Ninochka's purchases
Mom told Nina: - Nina, buy from the store: A pound of meat, a bottle of kvass, granulated sugar, a matchbox, butter and compote. The money is here.
Nina said: “I’m rushing!” He runs and repeats by heart: - A pound of meat, a bottle of kvass, granulated sugar, a matchbox, butter and compote. Money in your pocket - here it is.
There are a lot of people in the shop. There is a long line at the cash register, there are six people in front of Nina, and Nina needs a receipt for a pound of meat, a bottle of kvass, granulated sugar, a matchbox, butter and compote. The money is here.
Finally, it’s Ninka’s turn. Nina repeats without hesitation: “Give me a pound of kvass, a bottle of meat, match sand, a box of sugar, butter and compote.” The money is here.
The cashier says in response: - Sorry, no such thing! How can you hang the kvass? The meat won’t fit in the bottle... For butter and compote Check - here! And I personally have never heard of the sugar box and match sand - That’s right, the goods are foreign...
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Agnia Barto - Rope
Spring, spring outside, Spring days! Like birds, tram calls are pouring out.
Noisy, cheerful, spring Moscow. Not yet dusty, green foliage.
The rooks are chattering in the tree, the trucks are thundering. Spring, spring outside, Spring days!
Passers-by cannot pass here: There is a rope in the way. In chorus, the girls count Ten times ten.
This is from our yard Champions, masters Carry jump ropes in their pockets, Jumping since the very morning.
In the courtyard and on the boulevard, in the alley and in the garden, and on every sidewalk in full view of passers-by,
And from the run, And on the spot, And with both feet Together.
Lidochka came forward. Lida takes the jump rope.
The girls are jumping around cheerfully and deftly, and the rope has broken out of Lidochka’s hands.
- Lida, Lida, you are small! You shouldn't have taken the jump rope! - Lida doesn't know how to jump, she won't make it to the corner!
Early in the morning, suddenly there was a clatter of feet in the corridor. Neighbor Ivan Petrovich stood up and couldn’t understand anything.
He was terribly indignant, And he said angrily: “Why is there someone stomping like an elephant in the hall all night?”
Grandma got out of bed - It’s time to get up anyway. This is Lida in the corridor learning to jump in the morning.
Lida jumps around the apartment and counts out loud herself. But so far she can only count to two.
Lida asks her grandmother: “Turn it a little!” I've already jumped almost to ten.
“Well,” said the grandmother, “Isn’t that enough for now?” Lime is probably falling from the ceiling below.
Spring, spring outside, Spring days! The rooks are chattering in the tree, the trucks are thundering.
Noisy, cheerful, spring Moscow. Not yet dusty, green foliage.
Lidochka came forward, Lida took the jump rope.
- Lida, Lida! That's it Lida! Voices are heard. - Look, it’s Lida, she’s been galloping for half an hour!
- I’m straight, I’m sideways, With a turn, And with a jump, And with a run, And in place, And with both legs Together...
I galloped to the corner. - I couldn’t do that!
Spring, spring outside, Spring days! The students are coming with books and notebooks.
The boulevards and gardens are full of noisy fun, And rejoice as much as you want, Jump in every possible way.
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Agnia Barto - Assistant
Tanyusha has a lot to do, Tanyusha has a lot to do: In the morning I helped my brother, - He ate candy in the morning.
She promised to wash the spoons, She spilled wood glue, She opened the door for the cat, She helped her meow.
Tanya has so much to do: Tanya ate, drank tea, sat down, sat with her mother, got up, went to her grandmother.
Before going to bed I told my mother: “You undress me yourself, I’m tired, I can’t, I’ll help you tomorrow.”
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Korney Chukovsky - Fly in the bathhouse
A fly flew into the bathhouse and wanted to take a steam bath.
The cockroach chopped wood and flooded Mukha's bathhouse.
And the furry bee brought her a washcloth.
The fly was washing itself, The fly was washing itself, The fly was hovering, Then it fell, rolled and hit.
I dislocated my rib and twisted my shoulder.
“Hey, little ant, call the doctors!” The grasshoppers came and fed the fly drops.
The fly became as it was, good and cheerful.
And she rushed off again, flying along the street.
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Samuel Marshak - To the city
To the city, to the city for the pig I go on foot. I'm returning home on a pig.
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Alexey Eroshin - Illiterate Pirate
Once upon a time there lived an uncultured and illiterate pirate. Throwing garbage past the trash can The pirate was terribly happy.
Without any shame, he robbed ships at sea, and did not waste any effort on reading smart books.
One day a pirate decided to bury a treasure on the beach, exactly thirty-three rubies, each weighing one hundred carats.
But he just can’t decide: So that the treasure doesn’t go to waste, should I put the treasure in the hole, should I put it in or should I put it down?
“What if,” he thinks, “Unfortunately, I put the Treasure in the wrong place? So, with this situation, I’ll go all over the world!”
The sadness of the pirate gnaws, The pirate put down his knives. To put, or to put - Which is correct, tell me?
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Andrey Usachev - On Dad
I can ride my dad Day and night. It's bad that dad has nothing to grab onto. If you grab him from behind, he shouts: “You can’t see!” - And it hurts for the hair, And it hurts for the ears!
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Valentin Berestov - Seryozha and nails
The whole house shakes. Seryozha hits with a hammer. Blushing with anger, he hammers nails. The nails bend, the nails crumple, the nails wriggle, they just mock Seryozha - they don’t drive into the wall. It's good that your hands are intact. No, it’s a completely different matter - hammering nails into the ground! Knock! - and the hat is not visible. They don’t bend, they don’t break, they come out again.
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Boris Zakhoder - Kiskino grief
Pussy is crying in the corridor. She has a great grief: Evil people do not allow Poor Pussy to Steal Sausages!
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Sergey Mikhalkov - Runaway
Once upon a time there was a dog named Cheburashka, with a curly back and a funny face.
The owner was so attached to her that she took her with her everywhere in a small basket.
And often in that basket, Among the bunches of parsley, A fluffy tail stuck out and the ears moved.
The owner of Cheburashka cut her hair and bathed her, She, without knowing the limits, spoiled the dog.
She got her a beautiful leash, and cut a scarf for a warm blanket.
I bought chicken liver at the market and fed the dog at the same time.
And she lived in contentment and knew only one thing: It’s forbidden to play with other people’s dogs!
The hostess with Cheburashka goes out for a walk, thereby attracting everyone's attention:
- And a dog needs to be such a pocket dog! - Where can I get one or buy one?
- What breed is she and how old is she? — Bluish-gray Her natural color?..
The hostess answered questions in detail, The dog purred impolitely at passers-by.
And if anyone tried to reach out to her, She tried to bite him properly.
At the same time, she was shaking all over, barking at the top of her lungs, not wanting to meet people of this kind...
I don’t know how it happened And whose fault it was, But somehow Cheburashka went for a walk alone.
And suddenly, from the gateway, a stray dog comes towards me - a torn ear and covered in scars, poor fellow.
Cheburashka fell with her belly on the damp grass. “I’m missing! Gone!” flashed through my head.
The lost hungry dog sniffed Cheburashka and somehow became confused in front of the fashionable dog.
- Where are you from?.. - From the eighth floor... - The dog answered, trembling all over with fear.
- And y-you? - And I’m from the landfill! The dog answered tiredly. - We fought over a bone, but I got hit again!..
And the tender Cheburashka felt sorry for the poor fellow, and she wanted to know what “dump” means.
And there was something mysterious in this word that pulled so irresistibly through the gates...
Cheburashka has disappeared! The hostess is all in tears and just laments all the time “Oh!” yes “Ah!”
The evening newspaper advertised: “Whoever finds the dog will receive a reward!”
No one responded and did not pick up the trail. A week has already passed, and Cheburashka is gone...
Lives as it will for the careless dirty little one - in broad daylight for the missing fugitive Cheburashka.
In the circle of her own kind, Without shelter and without rights, Her obstinate disposition has completely changed.
As before, She no longer barks at passers-by, She stands to the side and wags her tail.
The boy is gnawing on a bagel, And Cheburashka is waiting: Perhaps half a piece will fall to her.
Nobody cares for her, doesn’t stroke her, doesn’t rock her, and yet the Dog doesn’t get bored without her owner.
She no longer sees chicken giblets, but there are so many girlfriends and boyfriends around.
Let it sometimes come to a quarrel and a fight, Stray dogs are friends with each other.
They chase cats and wander around the yards - Today they are seen here, And tomorrow they are seen there.
And with them Cheburashka spends the night anywhere, among stray dogs she became the same.
But every dog, however, spending the night under the bridge, would eventually like to get into someone's house.
Not in a golden cage, but in a house where friendship is valued and where the dog is fed for loyalty and service.
Any homeless dog always thought about this, When Cold hid his nose under his paw.
But since Cheburashka herself left home, this feeling was still unfamiliar to her...
The owner of Cheburashka has been looking, looking, waiting... And she won’t get herself a new dog.
And I often remember about that runaway, But what happened to her next, I still don’t know...
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Maurice Carême - The doll is sick
Why are you sick, doll, I know now: At night you slowly opened the door.
At night you ran away from me to the ball, and Mishka danced with you until dawn.
You didn’t put on your coat, the cat saw it. It’s disgusting to look at – your nose is running.
So that you don’t run around dancing with the teddy bear anymore, I’ll have to make you a doll, lock you up at night.
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Andrey Usachev - Gift
My friend horse is eight years old today. I will give the horse a large bouquet of flowers.
The horse will put them in a vase and won’t eat them right away.
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Vladimir Stepanov - Fashionista
A zebra loves to run around the lawn in a striped T-shirt. A zebra won't wear a checkered T-shirt even for candy.
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Daniil Kharms - Why are they incurious?
Why are these women on the contrary incurious? Because they are primitive, like a bad locomotive.
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Maurice Carême - Teddy
All bears are worse than Teddy, And even though Teddy is small in stature, I have never met a better bear cub than Teddy.
If I see sweets, I ask for them for two. If Teddy doesn't want to eat, I eat them alone.
I am healthy - and Teddy is healthy, I am sick - and he is sick, I was guilty by accident - He goes to the corner with me.
If I’m walking late, Mom shouts to me through the window: “Come back quickly, Teddy has been waiting for you for a long time!”
And when they don’t allow me to sit with adults, Teddy the teddy bear goes to sleep with me.
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Marina Boroditskaya - Conversation with a bee
I was stung by a bee. I screamed: “How could you?!” The bee responded: “How could you pick my favorite flower?” After all, I really needed him: I was saving him for dinner!”
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Eduard Uspensky - Once upon a time there was a little elephant
I want to tell one simple fairy tale, Or maybe not a fairy tale, Or maybe not a simple one. I remember her from childhood, Or maybe not from childhood, Or maybe I don’t remember, But I will remember.
In one huge park, Or maybe not in a park, Or maybe in a zoo. Mom and dad lived with one funny baby elephant, Or maybe not a baby elephant, Or maybe a pig, Or maybe a crocodile.
One winter evening, Or maybe a summer evening, He wanted to take a walk in the park without his mother And got lost right away, Or maybe not right away, He sat down on a bench And roared loudly.
Some adult stork, Or maybe not a stork, Or maybe not an adult, But a very young one Decided to help a baby elephant Or maybe a piglet Or maybe a crocodile And took him with him.
Is this your street? - This is my street, Or maybe not this, Or maybe not mine.
- Is this your cage? - This is my cage, Or maybe not this one, I don’t remember exactly.
They walked like this for an hour, Or maybe two, From the cage to the pool Under the sun and in the dust, But the house where the little elephant lived, Or maybe the little pig, Or maybe the little crocodile, In the end they found it.
And at home, dad and grandma, Or maybe mom and grandpa, Now they fed the Hungry son, They stroked him lightly, Or maybe they didn’t stroke him, They spanked him lightly, Or maybe not lightly.
But from now on, the baby elephant Or maybe the pig Or maybe the crocodile has memorized His address And remembers it very firmly, And even very firmly. I remembered it myself, but I just forgot it.
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Daniil Kharms - Man is made of three parts
Man is made of three parts, three parts, three parts. Heu-la-la, drum-drum-tu-tu! Three parts man!
A beard and an eye, and fifteen arms, and fifteen arms, and fifteen arms. Heu-la-la, drum-drum-tu-tu! Fifteen arms and a rib.
But, by the way, not fifteen hands, fifteen pieces, fifteen pieces. Heu-la-la, drum-drum-tu-tu! Fifteen pieces, but not hands.
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Stanislav Vostokov - Here comes the Eighth of March
The Eighth of March has arrived, my chest is bursting with happiness, I need to give my mother something on this holiday.
I’ll wash my face for her as a gift, I’ll comb her hair as a gift, I’ll fit into a pair of the best slippers and put on perfume!
For a child aged 5 years
Parents should know that their little one at the age of five will not focus his interest on any one object. On this basis, when choosing poems, you should focus on works that use things that are understandable to a child. If you need to learn a poem, it should be short and simple.
Where is whose house?
The sparrow lives under the roof, In a warm hole there is a mouse's house. The frog has a house in the pond. A bird's house - a warbler - in the garden. - Hey chicken, where is your house? He is under his mother's wing.
Physical exercises in kindergarten
Horse
I climbed onto the horse and hold on with my hands. Look at me. I went to my mother.
cat house
Ding-dong, ding-dong, The cat's house caught fire. A chicken is running with a bucket, But she didn't get there, She spilled the water.
For a child aged 6 years
Children's poems for speech development. One of the main aspects for a baby is his family. Poems on this topic are very suitable for children aged six. Thanks to these works, the child understands and realizes that it is most correct to value and love in life, and learn to set priorities correctly. Preschoolers will be pleased to read a warm and touching work to their close family members.
Dad
Dad reads books to me. I value my friendship with him. I’ll retell each fairy tale out loud for Dad. I’ll retell it out loud. Then I’ll take the book. I’ll read it aloud to dad. Dad will retell the story. It will take my breath away. That’s how we read to each other. We retell it out loud. And it’s so fun in the apartment. And it’s so fabulous all around.
How to properly develop a child physically while he is small?
Children at this age will be no less interested in riddles about family members.
Who will teach us how to hammer a nail, not as a joke, but seriously? Who will teach you to be brave? If you fall off your bike, don’t whine, And scratch your knee, and don’t cry? Of course... (Dad)
He will always treat you with jam, he will set the table with treats, Lada is our sweetheart, Who? - Dear... (grandmother)
A very relevant topic for children aged six is saying goodbye to kindergarten.
Goodbye, kindergarten!
The kindergarten gave us a lot of knowledge and skills into the world of discoveries, adventures and success! And now we are invited to visit the school - 1st grade! Let learning give you joy every day and every hour!
How to prepare a child for school? What to do? How to practice?
Poems for children 2-3 years old
TAILS
What are tails for?
Roosters - for beauty, Kangaroos - to jump higher, Cats - to walk on the roof. Foxes need to cover their tracks, Pisces need to swim along the water. A cow's tail is for chasing flies, and a puppy's tail is for wagging! © ***
ABOUT THE VACUUM CLEANER
Dust-dust-vacuum cleaner, He has a sucking nose, He takes dust and garbage And puts it in his stomach.
Everything around has become clean, the Vacuum Cleaner is our faithful friend. © ***
TOYS
Children know very well that toys come to life, As soon as the door is closed, the car makes a roar, Dolls walk and talk, Bears and hares play pranks.
But once you look in, everyone manages to fall asleep. © ***
HOME ZOO
I love animals very much and I dream of growing up so that my mother will allow me to get a dog.
I also want a kitten, with a red ear and tail. But the kitten will be bored, we need two more later. I love hamsters and mice, cute little animals, a little rabbit will live with them, it will be more fun together. I will have three turtles, a parrot and a siskin, a bunch of different fish, and a hedgehog in the box. The tiger will lie down on the sofa, the bear cub will lie on the carpet, the kangaroo will live with his mother, otherwise it will be cramped for me. I really want a giraffe, but doubts creep in, After all, giraffes are higher than the closet, It is unlikely that they will pass through the door. There will definitely be a monkey, There will be a mini crocodile in the bathroom, And I want a real ostrich to live on the balcony. There is no place for a baby elephant, this makes me sad, I can’t even place a baby elephant anywhere. Mom is horrified, and dad put his question like this: “Where will we live then, since we now have a zoo?” © (Author: editor-in-chief and founder of the website Prazdnik-sam ©) ***
SANDWICH
My stomach is waiting for lunch, I'll make a sandwich.
I'll cut the sausage, bring cheese and fish, cucumber, carrots, sour cream, all the jam I can get, honey, candy, chocolate, tomatoes, grapes. Two sausages, three radishes and currants from a bowl. Now I’ll put it on bread, my most delicious lunch. It was difficult to fit everything in, The sandwich looks like a house, But the best was found there. I took a bite and barely swallowed it. I whisper to my mother... I don’t want anything anymore. © ***
MAGIC PUDDLES
It's raining outside, a fly is crawling on the wall. I look out the window, I miss, I sadly study the puddles. That one, perhaps more than anyone else, This one has a nut floating in it. And in the one by the fence is the rake of Yegor’s grandfather. There is a puddle-sea by the bench, You can fill watering cans with it. And from the one where the stumps grow, Maybe a pond will turn out. This puddle is like a river, wide and deep. If you let the fish in, the fish will be able to live in a puddle. Well, there will be a hurricane, There will be a puddle - an ocean. ©
