Author unknown (№ 202675)

He walked down the street and wept quietly.
Mangy, one-eared and with a sore paw.
The dangling tail, unhappy eyes,
And the pearl is trembling tear.
No one around did not notice.
And if noticed, then grumbled,
But I could still stick to swing.
He ran away when he could Dodge.
He sadly thought, "I'm so ugly.
Well, who is such to live to his will."
So he walked, walked the edge of the road
And suddenly saw his feet.
Great two legs
Shod in big boots.
In mortal fear he closed his eyes,
And the man bent over and said:
"The handsome one!
And the ear! Look! Will you go with me?
I'll be happy.
The Princess and the Palace not I promise
And milk with sausage treat."
Bent, he stretched out his palm.
It is the first time held in the palm of a cat.
Looked up at the sky, thinking of rain dripped.
And this cat in his hands were crying with happiness.