Bahçede fareler kazmış her yeri,
Sanki TOKİ'den aldılar projeyi,
Gündüz saklanır, gece çıkarlar,
Domateslerle ziyafet kurarlar.
Salatalık fidesini kökünden koparmış,
Ayaş domatesini kemirip hepsini kapmış.
Ama nedense portakal domates masum,
Fareler ona dokunmamış, garip bir durum!
Ben de onlara peynirle dostluk sundum,
Domatesin yanına bir de ikramda bulundum.
Bahçe fareyle dolmuş, tarlalar kaynıyor,
Bu fare savaşı artık beni yoruyor!
Yarın belki anlaşırız, belki de dost oluruz,
Ya da bahçede birlikte bir şenlik kurarız.
Farelerle mücadele zor ama ne çare,
Yine de güle güle savaşalım bu küçük farelerle!
Mice dug everywhere in the garden,
It's like they took the project from TOKİ,
They hide during the day and come out at night,
They feast on tomatoes.
He plucked the cucumber seedling from its roots,
Ayaş gnawed his tomatoes and grabbed them all.
But for some reason orange and tomato are innocent,
The mice haven't touched it, which is strange!
So I offered them friendship with cheese,
I also served it with the tomato.
The garden is full of mice, the fields are swarming,
This mouse war is tiring me out!
Maybe tomorrow we'll get along, maybe we'll be friends,
Or we can organize a festival together in the garden.
It is difficult to fight against mice, but what is the solution?
Still, let's fight bye-bye with these little mice!
Kayıt Tarihi : 16.9.2024 11:19:00
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