пусть тут тоже будет, перевод "Чудовищной Истории" Заходера
Once, in ancient history,
There lived a monstery
Taller than a rookery
Mean like a cassowary
It
lived in cozy luxury
And dressed up in finery
‘cause of loving flattery
By its dear mothery.
It enjoyed buffoonery
(ending in debauchery)
Jolly good comradery
And incessant bitchery.
Not to sound ornery,
But its lack of gallantry
Progressed from common foolery
To all-around misery.
It frayed its parents’ reverie
Quite beyond recovery
Leading to a shuddery
Family discovery
In an act of knavery
(Or perhaps a robbery)
It lost its father’s tapestry
And its mother’s rosary!
A low and common treachery
To a noble pedigree
Should be met with battery
And repentant drudgery.
Dear parents’ outcry
Was combined with bribery,
They said: dear monstery!
Cease all this affrontery!
Please be sweet little monstery,
Grow out of your nursery,
Partake of local library
And universal scribery !
With some wits and bravery
And sticking to your gunnery,
You will acquire mastery
And perish the chicanery.
Poor, poor monstery
Slept dithery and jittery,
But put aside its mockery
And went to a good scribery
To study arts of cannery
And to supply the grocery
(and then perhaps distillery!)