"Dahl, Roald - Revolting Rhymes" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dahl Roald)

Young Snow-White hitched another ride,
And then, when it was very late,
She slipped in through the Palace gate.
The King was in his counting house
Counting out his money,
The Queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey,
The footmen and the servants slept
So no one saw her as she crept
On tip-toe through the mighty hall
And grabbed THE MIRROR off the wall.
As soon as she had got it home,
She told the Senior Dwarf (or Gnome)
To ask it what he wished to know.
СGo on!Т she shouted. СHave a go!Т
He said, СOh Mirror, please donТt joke!
СEach one of us is stony broke!
СWhich horse will win tomorrowТs race,
СThe Ascot Gold Cup Steeplechase?Т
The Mirror whispered sweet and low,
СThe horseТs name is Mistletoe.Т
The Dwarfs went absolutely daft,
They kissed young Snow-White fore and aft,
Then rushed away to raise some dough
With which to back old Mistletoe.
They pawned their watches, sold the car,
They borrowed money near and far,
(For much of it they had to thank
The manager of Barclays Bank.)
They went to Ascot and of course
For once they backed the winning horse.
Thereafter, every single day,
The Mirror made the bookies pay.
Each Dwarf and Snow-White got a share,
And each was soon a millionaire,
Which shows that gamblingТs not a sin
Provided that you always win.



GOLDILOCKS AND THE THREE BEARS

This famous wicked little tale
Should never have been put on sale.
It is a mystery to me
Why loving parents cannot see
That this is actually a book
About a brazen little crook.
Had I the chance I wouldnТt fail
To clap young Goldilocks in jail.