Several composed poems will be published in this section.
The poem "Libra and Batteries"
What a wonder, what is the reason?
Minus ten kilograms
I was a little surprised
I didn't believe the scales.
After a hearty lunch
I stepped on the scale again
Well, there is such a number there
In the price tag of fresh sausage
My husband was a little upset.
Looked into the tight compartment
And there is an old element
It seems another one is needed
The batteries have been replaced
And measured their weight
Well, now everything is fine.
The weight is like weight, even if it is large!
Poem One and Five
The battery has a colored label.
Which I inserted into the flashlight under the moon
It is also covered with iron on the inside.
Various articles have talked about this.
She gave little more than one and five
But this was enough to light the bed.
Straighten out the blanket and go to bed early.
But still, it's so little when it's 1.5
The poem "Robot Kesha and Dead Batteries"
I had a robot, his name was Kesha.
He ate about three or four batteries.
Suddenly one morning they ran out
And the bright lights went out at once
The wheels don't knock, the eyes don't blink
You can't even hear the sound from the cool helmet
The batteries are dead and the charge is gone.
We need to call a rescue team.
I turn to my mother: “What happened to him?”
And I want to know this as soon as possible.
And she said: "There are no batteries."
Their charge is spent, finished and that's it.
It became clear to me that he was still alive!!!
Author of the poems: OM
