To Turkey. It's actually near
The place he lived . "I've got an idea!"
I'd like to take a useful measure
Because my time is always leisure.

I'd love to see Turkey again.
Alas! He thought of it in vain
He's a lazy man glued to his sofa here
And he will never return there

Lazy person's fast to lose
Joy of life and is of use
And still he never meets no guest
His mail's out of friends request.


They should be always near
To realize his great idea
This boy has dream to measure
The whole world for leisure

He dreams again and again
But it is always in vane
If you do nothing here
You can`t do anything there

You should always try and lose
To make a better use
Sometimes you should invite your friend as a guest
And ask him to answer your request

And once he makes a sound
Which changes the world around
This should be the story`s end
Which tells us about you and your friend.

He liked to ride a crew
And watched how birds and people flew.

He hadn`t time measure
How to spend his leisure.

He meowed again and again
But all it was in vain.

Sausage Factory located near
The cat had a great idea

He didn`t want to stay here
He dreamed to fly there.

This cat wass loose
This fact was used.

He was a factory guest.
Pre-sending a request.

He sand one sound
And ran around.

He found his best friend.
It is the end.

Look everywhere near
To get a clear idea
How well to measure
Your time and leisure.

Always try again,
Though it may seem in vain.
Try to help people here
Not only your own dear.

You will never lose
If you spend time with use.
Be on Earth no guest,
Save it at the reqest.

You' ll be safe and sound
To look wisely around,
And then, in the end,
The Earth'll be your real friend.

They looked for me everywhere near,
But all for nothing : they had no idea
How to find for me a measure
To limit , restrict my private pleasure.

They tried, tried again and again.
They all tried to do their best but in vain.
Sometimes I had a nice time here,
Then I went with my cool company there.

They never wanted me to lose,
But they strove to do it all with no use.
At school I was so rare a guest,
Nothing meant for me their hearty request.

But once I heard a loud clear sound .
It made me look at me, them, and around.
I decided,"That's the end!"
And then school became mybest friend!

And to his heart there came again
A thought: to live and laugh in vain
So life could be just like a guest,
So it could make one last request:

To extinguish all loud sound
And be deaf to pleas around.
To go away from heaven's crew
And watch the Angel as he flew

From high above to world's end.
Without any sence of measure
To leave behind all hope of leisure.
To bid farewell to thy best friend.

To see oneself a-sleeping, lazy
And leave behind a world too crazy.
And throw away all doubt and muse:
Thy death is not without use....

Sometimes they have an idea
But the sense is not near
If you start them to quest
They have no request

When you ask them again
Everything is in vain
Because all ideas they use
Start quickly to lose

When you see them here
They are really out there
And when you call them around
It is just an empty sound

They already flew
With a crazy crew
(And there is no way back!)

You see, dear friends
My poem comes to the end!

But once I saw, when he was near,
His eyes were fired in idea.
He took the ruler, began to measure,
Received result with greatest pleasure.

When he has done it just again,
We all decided: it wasn`t in vain.
He said: I shall not study here,
At school I always something lose.

I`ll go home and only there
I`ll find all books, which like to use,
At home he welcomes many guests
And likes some presents to request.

His voice makes very loud sound
And I resume to the very end
I haven’t ever seen around
Such funny person as my friend.

He ordered our guest
To carry out his request.
He had a very bad idea
To send this guest near

The river where a cock crew
And in blue sky a bird flew
To catch golden fish there
And bring it to him here.

He had done it but lose.
So he had fish from shop to use.
It was for our guest leisure,
He brought it with great pleasure.

The voice of my neighbour happily sound
Because he didn't understand all around.
Finally, in the end,
Our guest became his friend.

Jimmy likes to jump and run.
He likes it because it's fun.
But one day he ran so fast
That he broke his leg at last.
So three weeks he couldn't run.

Tom was drinking coffee in the morning
When the sun was slowly growing.
He put in his cut two spoons of milk
And nothing spilt on expensive silk.
After that Tom felt himself an easygoing.

Susan has a little pony.
Susan is riding it all the morning.
It is black and very bony.
The Pony is kind and does its best.
And something it needs a rest.
Because it's old and very bony.

There was a young girl of Wales
Who was always forgetting her case.
She organized a strike
And all people dislike

This strange young girl of Wales.
Nobody heard a quiet sound.
Only little Jack who stood near
the bushes and was looking around,

But he didn't have any idea.
He forgot what he did here.
His fear couldn't have a measure.
Frightful black ravens flew there

While the boy was reading scary stories for leisure.
Jack imagined that he had a crew,
His thoughts wasn't lazy.
He jumped and all ravens flew

And croaked that he was crazy.
The boy shouted and jumped again.
He wanted a bird to be his guest.
Ravens tried to escape in vain.

Jack managed to perform a request.
Then boy started catching them and lose.
This strange stiry came to the end.
Although boy's game had no use

Maybe birds named Jacky their friend.

The bear was lazy,
The fox was crazy.
It sounds silly, but in wood there was a sound,
Which frightened all around.

In the plane sat the crew.
Soon the plane flew.
When the flight came to an end,
I met my friend.

The steamer was near.
A sailor had an idea.
What if we sailed again
Hoping in vain?

We must know the measure.
How to spend our leisure,
But once can come a guest
And suddenly he did a request.

The girl did hear a sound.
It seemed all was quite around.
But when the girl reached the end,
She heard the whistle of her friend.

My sister was waiting for the guest.
She waited for his request.
But the guest was very lazy,
And my sister became crazy.

Grandmother did not know the measure
And was constantly at leisure.
She rested again and again,
And then understood that it was in vain.

In the plane sat the crew.
Soon the plane flew.
The bag the passenger will lose,
And in the plane the money use.

The girl has lost a bag.
She has gone to Meg.
She must know the measure,
Because to search for a bag it wasn’t the leisure.

Pirates are lazy
But what they're doing is crazy:
Gather all the crew
And sail to wreck something new.

If a marine gang is near,
Murder yourself is the only idea.
They know no measure,
Sink ships at leisure.

Repeat again and again:
"Making off is in vain!"
The place to hide is almost bare,
In a wink wicked thief will be there.

Don't play fast and loose,
'Cause, as for you, pirates have no use.
One is not a welcome guest:
Kept alive at the captain's request.

If you hear a dreadful sound,
The only thing left is looking around.
I guess this is the end,
My little pour friend.