The giraffe is an amazing animal! It's the tallest in the world, with a long neck and spots all over its body. Giraffes love to feast on juicy leaves from tall trees, where other animals can't reach. They are very kind and calm, yet strong and graceful. Let's journey together into the world of giraffes and learn more about them in our poems!<\/p>\n
\nTimosha the giraffe is the tallest of all, He reaches the roof! He chews leaves all day long, And stretches his neck higher.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nSpotted<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe has spots on his sides, like pants. He's red and all spotted, the longest, the fastest!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nLong neck<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe's neck is so long, It can reach the clouds as it steps upwards!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and bird<\/h2>\n
\nThe bird sat on the giraffe, right between his two ears. - You are so tall, Count, taller than all the animals in the savannah!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe's Breakfast<\/h2>\n
\nGiraffe Yegorka is eating leaves, He's reaching for the acacia. He chews and chews - and he's not tired. What an appetite, guys!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe giraffe is nowhere to be seen<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe went behind a tree, but his head was sticking out! He couldn't hide, he said, he was too long.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe cub Borya<\/h2>\n
\nLittle giraffe Borya has just learned to stand on his own two feet, but he\u2019s already out of reach of his mother!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWhy does a giraffe have a neck?<\/h2>\n
\n- Giraffe, why do you need to go so high? - To see far! To pick leaves from the trees and be the first to greet the sun!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe at the zoo<\/h2>\n
\nThere's a giraffe in the zoo, and people come to him in the morning. Everyone's amazed: "Wow! He's taller than my house!"\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and cloud<\/h2>\n
\nA cloud flew low, and the Giraffe caught it with his horns. "Hey, cloud, give me some water to drink!" "Okay," the cloud began to pour.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe Good Giant<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe is a kind giant, even though he's as tall as a crane. He doesn't hurt anyone, and he quietly chews on leaves.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nScarf for a giraffe<\/h2>\n
\nGrandma knitted a giraffe a huge scarf. She wound and wound it all day, and the neck kept getting longer and longer!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe show-off giraffe<\/h2>\n
\n"I'm the tallest!" the giraffe shouted. And the zebra snorted: "So what, Count! But I'm striped, prettier than you!" "Okay then," he said, "come on, friends!"\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe legs<\/h2>\n
\nFour legs, like four pillars, On them he swings, like fate. He strides proudly among all the animals, And there is no one in the savannah more cheerful than him!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe's Dream<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe sleeps, standing on his feet, His neck hanging down - ah! Even in his sleep he is taller than everyone else, That's how successful he is!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nTall-tall<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe is so tall, so tall, like a tower, alone. His neck reaches the sky, and eats leaves as if he weren't there. He wanders majestically through the savannah, and looks down from above, very smoothly. He looks down on all the little animals, and speaks very quietly.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nSpots<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe's fur is spotted, like its mother's braids. They're brown, large, and very, very cute. He disappeared among the trees, a spotted silhouette appearing. Like camouflage from trouble, the spots save you, you see!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nLong neck<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe has a long neck, like an ancient ladder. He reaches to the very top, and eats leaves here and there. He helps his friends with his neck when someone suffers on a branch. He will reach for an apple, save his daughter, and bring joy to everyone around.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe's Breakfast<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe woke up early, and stretched sweetly. He went to look for some leaves, which tasted like rings. He plucked breakfast from a tree, and ate it as if it were a holiday. He chewed calmly, unhurriedly, and looked into the distance, not getting tired.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and monkey<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe and the monkey are friends, They play together until dark. The monkey jumps on his back, And the giraffe is quite happy with her. He bends his neck, she laughs, They have fun together. Such friendship is a real treasure, And everyone is very happy about it.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe on a walk<\/h2>\n
\nA giraffe strolls through the savannah, He sees the sun in its blue camp. The grass sways underfoot, And the wind whispers something of its own. He looks into the distance, at the clouds, And thinks about how he will meet new friends, And get to know the world better.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and lion cub<\/h2>\n
\nA giraffe saw a small lion cub, very timid and tired. The giraffe said: "Don't be afraid, friend, I will protect you all around!" They played all day, and forgot about laziness. The giraffe is tall, the lion cub is small, But their friendship grew stronger.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe by the river<\/h2>\n
\nA giraffe came to the river for a drink, and bent down to swim. The water is cool and clear, and reflects beauty. He drinks calmly, unhurriedly, and looks at himself, breathing. In the water he sees his portrait, and smiles back.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and zebra<\/h2>\n
\nA giraffe and a zebra are a wonderful couple, brimming with life in the savannah. The zebra has stripes, the giraffe has spots, they've had fun together for a long time. They run, play hide-and-seek, and share sweets. Such a friendship is simply amazing, and brings joy to the whole world right now.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and the sun<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe and the sun are best friends, They greet the day together. The sun shines brightly and warmly, And the giraffe feels very light. He stretches his neck upward toward the sun, And smiles like life. The sun warms him, And brings him all kinds of joy.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe giraffe is sleeping<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe is tired and falls asleep, quietly lowering his head. He sleeps peacefully, without worries, and sees only sweet dreams. He dreamed how he ran, and sang with the monkey. How he ate leaves from the treetops, and was happy as one.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and the Rain<\/h2>\n
\nA little rain started to fall, just for fun. The giraffe stood there, not looking at anything. Droplets flowed down his back, refreshing him in the silence. He bent his neck to catch the drops, and smiled like his dad. The rain washed his face, and he felt happy.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and butterfly<\/h2>\n
\nA giraffe saw a bright butterfly, fluttering so warmly. The butterfly landed on his nose, and he felt joy. He shook his neck, and the butterfly twirled, frolicking in a joyful dance. Such friendship is simply a miracle, and brings joy to everyone around, wherever it comes from.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGiraffe and the Moon<\/h2>\n
\nThe giraffe saw the moon in the sky, shining so softly. He leaned his neck toward it in the silence, listening to the night's souls. The moon quietly told him that the world is beautiful and important. And the giraffe fell asleep peacefully, under the moonlight, with great dignity.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFarewell to the giraffe<\/h2>\n
\nSo the poem about the giraffe ends, kind and quiet. He smiled back at us, and gave us a bright light. Always remember the giraffe, he is a miracle of nature, yes, yes! And may he live in your dreams, and bring joy to your heart.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"The giraffe is an amazing animal! It's the tallest in the world, with a long neck and spots all over its body. Giraffes love to eat.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[71],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-85","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=85"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":173796,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions\/173796"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=85"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=85"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=85"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}