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The milk's running away...

The milk’s running away
It’s running a long, long way
Rolling down the stairs
Along the road
On and on,
Rushing across the square
Pouring all over a policeman
Running under a bench
Jumping on to three old ladies
And wetting them right through.

It gives itself
To three kittens to drink
Then gets warm
And runs back
Along the street
Flies up the stairs
Out of breath
Into the saucepan
Huffing and puffing.

The cook rushes over
to the cooker
Just in time.

Has the milk boiled?
Yes, the milk’s boiled.

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About the translation:
Marina Boroditskaya
Sasha Dugdale, Michael Rosen
Original language:
Series 3 Number 16 - The Dialect of the Tribe

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Marina Boroditskaya

Original poet

Marina Boroditskaya

Marina Boroditskaya is a Russian poet and translator. She has published numerous books of children’s poetry in Russia, and tra...

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Sasha Dugdale


Sasha Dugdale

Described as ‘one of the most original poets of her generation’ (Paul Batchelor, Guardian), Sasha Dugdale’s most recent collec...

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Michael Rosen

Michael Rosen is the UK’s best loved children’s poet and the former Children’s Laureate. He has spent a lifetime promoting poe...

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