Verse of the day from the SNB Company

Wheelbarrow wheels were bought bravely.
In a pretty wrapper in a paper bag.
Brought it home, unwrapped it - yay!
They're what we've always dreamed of.
Now the work in the garden will boil over,
After all, what help and care from them.
From now on, we'll be moving everything by cart in no time at all.
Not with my hands. We'll never forget.
And it'll be the cleanest old beds.
We'll get the house in order.
Wheelbarrow wheels - a dream. It's a reality.
It took us a long time to decide. Such a mentality.
Well, here we are, finally bought and decided.
Everybody's happy, everybody's happy. Hallelujah, it's done.
And the summer is at Grandma's, as usual.
Holidays are a usual thing, though.
Help is kind of needed, but the river is shiny.
It's like a magnet pulling you in.
And we have to go everywhere, don't we?
Swimming with friends, then digging.
Grandma's gonna be very happy,
That her daughter gave her such a grandchild.
The days go by faster with the guys:
We've just met, and it's getting dark.
And school is about to start.
I'll be ready to write my essay.
"Wheelbarrow Wheels" would be the name.
No one will understand the writing I came up with.
And I will describe all the beauties of nature,
To whom poets have invented odes.
Yesenin and Prishvin fell in love with nature.
Poems and stories were dedicated to her.
Each of them liked to lie in the grass,
Looking up at the sky, disconnecting from everything.
They were full of health, blood and milk.
And we often dream of both sleep and peace.