Once upon a time there was a frog-cuckoo. She was sitting in a swamp, catching mosquitoes and midge, in the spring she croaked loudly with her friends.
The frog was seized by the spirit from the terrible height to which it was raised; In addition, the ducks flew unevenly and pulled the twig; The poor kvakushka dangled in the air like a paper clown, and squeezed her jaws from all the urine, so as not to tear herself away and fall to the ground.