Fairy tale in verse - I'll tell you

Ildikó T. Fiser: When I was little

When I was little,
I did not understand,
why you had to be born
for my little brother....

Ildikó T. Fiser: The secret of the schoolbag

The clasps are like tiny stars
in the sky, winking merrily at me,
shine with a silvery light in the dark,
their soft putty-clacking in the night like a dream-bell

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The Norway Rat (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

The Norway rat has decided to end its wandering. Maybe he'll find a home out on the edge of town. No good is this wandering life, there's never any peace. Instead of the banks of the canals, a litter will be safer. He's had enough of the city, the traffic's too heavy, he'll end up getting run over. The city's gone to the wind

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The Shoes of the Water Snake (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

Shoes of the water snake - Sándor Erdős - I'll tell you a story

A tiny glider on the shore of a small lake, asking his mother. The cinquefoil has shoes, so why doesn't she? Her mother looks kindly, her answer is quiet. - The owner of small shoes needs feet. To glide you don't need feet in meadow or in water. His mother's quiet voice was defiant

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Janó the lobster (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

In a small cave at the bottom of the lake there lived a strange little inhabitant. He had no pedigree, his name was just Janó. Janó is nothing but a lobster with a pair of legs and a pair of scissors. He doesn't need a knife and fork, he can handle a dumpling. One day he had a great idea and left the sea. The master of the sea is not his master, nor does he ask permission. Before the big adventure

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Elemér, the botsáska (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

Elemér Bot the batshit was munching on a leaf, feeding all day with nothing else on his mind. His figure is still slender yet he doesn't grow potroha, he's never eaten cake he wasn't that stupid. For if he ate much, his ham would grow. He'd look like a tree trunk he wouldn't have the shape of a stick. How would he hide in a canopy?

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Grasshopper on the beach (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

Paul the grasshopper went to the beach,got bored of the colour.The fact that I can only go to the lake discourages him. But there are fish in the pond, and when they eat grasshoppers, they give the place a reputation for insect plague. "The point is," Paul muttered, "we'll have brown shoulders. The beach was empty on the shore of the lake alone today, he looked up at the sun, curious about this.

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The poisonous snake (Sándor Erdős)

by Sándor Erdős

Deep in the jungle, under the cool trees, the viper huffed: - The animals are making noise again. He's sick of it. He always hunts at night and rests during the day. When he closes his eyes, he can't stand the noise. - I'll leave the jungle, I'm going far away. He didn't hesitate long to set off for his hike Soon he saw the edge of the great desert,

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