"Jump! Jump! Jump! - The deer has already reached the lawn, peeping behind a sleeper and who did he see? He saw Vancho in third grade. He wore his skis on his shoulder. He stopped, took off his backpack and leaned over to put them on. But while you were putting them on, the backpack moved behind his back and started moving away.
Hold still! - told her Vancho.
And the backpack stopped right there.
Understand?
And the backpack said she knew.
And then I'll show you to everyone.
And the backpack jumped happily.
And Vancho slipped down with the skis and disappeared behind the pine trees.
But she barely disappeared, the backpack started rolling, making some noises, until it finally dissolved, and it came out...
What?
A kitten!
But what kitty? - He's asking.
Terribly messy and angry! A real monster!
The kitten shook off, screaming,
Goodbye, Vancho! Cheers!
And he went into the woods, singing:
To sting you, to pluck you, to pour you words raw!
Oh, heavy, oh, heavy fate cat!
Meow! To throw you, to crush you, to think you're a toy!
Oh, heavy, oh, heavy fate cat! Meow!"
"Whitefairy tale"
