Mikausis.

What \"good morning\" this morning to say forget?
-That I am not already,
\'m not.
This is Mikausis.
What Lāčuks ear was demolished?
-That I am not already,
\'m not.
This is Mikausis.
What is a neighborhood Juris grūstījis?
-That I am not already,
\'m not.
It is. . . Mikausis.
On the street as a forest aurojis?
-That I am not already,
\'m not.
It is. . . Mikausis. . .
Where is the missing large
blēņdaris?
They either do not know-I,
I do not know the most.
It already knows only. . .
Mikausis himself.

All I was good,
When I myself was good;
All I hate (e) of trivia,
When I hate cēlējiņa.

We were not sisters,
As the sisters lived.
One acorn wreath
each day wore.
One nut micronucleus,
It is the parties\' separation.

Good my māmuliņa,
Good taught me:
Not to take the dogs on foot,
Not guntiņas roll.

What were those folks,
Who despised each other?
Or had God labumiņa,
Or sun baltumiņa?

Funky Bunny.

Once a fox with a rabbit walked through the woods. To-
going once they heard a cry. Hare
thought that a monster is crying in the woods, it-
sās run on top of them, trying to engulf them.
Leka was placed and the hare open, ran helter-
neck away, as well as catch can.
While the fox went safe has sought closer,
brēcējs that it exists. She found that bre-
CEJA was a frog.

I had a boy, I had power,
I was able to boast:
With chest mountains gas,
Hand-izārdīju.

When I jāju through the countryside.
Mountains, valleys tremble trembling;
When I jāju through the forests,
Pines, birches bent.

So I went where I went,
Probably went to singing;
Beneficial to me gaitiņa,
Clear, comfortable conversation.

what-so.

How much deeper water, so the fish better.
How mellāk night, so owl brighter.
How much colder winter, so snow whiter.
How much whiter shirt, boy so difficult.
How many boys harder, so more real to her husband. . .

Fishnet sifted from the cloud.
All waiting for me, but when I come, then flee.

Black soot bags,
White bone kaseklītis.

can, but can not see;
can feel but can not catch.

Round, round room,
There are neither windows nor doors.

Cut ice uzcērt silver
Cut silver, gold uzcērt.

on the table - white, falls to the ground - yellow.

Gold ball over the mountain of laundry.

Beautiful Flower Lake: Day flowers white,
morning and evening - red.

Winter extreme, summer is coming - and nīktin languish.

Strainer sieve from the cloud.

Run, but the legs are not.

Bird came in, sat down on the wood,
released in the wings - everything started to grow.

hanging tongue, licking the tree.
Trees runs along the silk tin.

one end of the leg, the other hand,
Two of the tongue in the middle.

Two heads, two hands,
Four ears six feet.

little, little man,
Wattle in the air.

The winter green, yellow over the summer.
One pig back four.

nose bone, meat beard

Small, small sieviņa
Tattered dress:
Patch to patch,
Neither the needle stick.