Milk and Honey

The Land of Milk and Honey

Once upon a time there was a country in which chickens flew into your mouth and sweets grew on trees.

This beautiful country was called the Land of Milk and Honey. Houses were covered with pancakes. There were doors made of gingerbread and walls made of roast pork. Each house had a fence made of sausages. From all wells sweet juice was flowing, orange juice or apple juice. Everybody who wanted to drink just kept their mouths under the well pipe and could drink as much as they wanted.

0n the trees there grew freshly baked rolls, and under the trees there were streams of milk and hot chocolate. Fish swam in the water. They were baked or boiled, and swam very close to the bank. But if you were too lazy to take them you called “Bst! Bst!" — and the fish came out of the water walking into your hand so that you only had to eat the fish.

Believe it or not - the geese, ducks and chickens, turkeys and pigeons were flying around in the air and they were fried. And if you didn’t want to reach out after one, it flew straight into your mouth.

Cheese was lying around like stones, large and small. The stones were all burgers, fishburgers, hamburgers or cheeseburgers. It didn't rain water drops -  no, it rained honey. You could lick and lick, it was a pleasure. And when it snowed, it snowed icing sugar. Every hour of sleep brought a piece of silver and yawning brought a piece of gold. But when you didn't sleep, you ate, drank, danced and played.

Such was life in the Land of Milk and Honey. There was a high wall around this country and if you wanted to go in or out you had to eat a door through this sweet and delicious wall.

1. What did people use as roots for their houses.

The Land of Milk and Honey

Once upon a time there was a country in which chickens flew into your mouth and sweets grew on trees.

This beautiful country was called the Land of Milk and Honey. Houses were covered with pancakes. There were doors made of gingerbread and walls made of roast pork. Each house had a fence made of sausages. From all wells sweet juice was flowing, orange juice or apple juice. Everybody who wanted to drink just kept their mouths under the well pipe and could drink as much as they wanted.

0n the trees there grew freshly baked rolls, and under the trees there were streams of milk and hot chocolate. Fish swam in the water. They were baked or boiled, and swam very close to the bank. But if you were too lazy to take them you called “Bst! Bst!" — and the fish came out of the water walking into your hand so that you only had to eat the fish.

Believe it or not - the geese, ducks and chickens, turkeys and pigeons were flying around in the air and they were fried. And if you didn’t want to reach out after one, it flew straight into your mouth.

Cheese was lying around like stones, large and small. The stones were all burgers, fishburgers, hamburgers or cheeseburgers. It didn't rain water drops -  no, it rained honey. You could lick and lick, it was a pleasure. And when it snowed, it snowed icing sugar. Every hour of sleep brought a piece of silver and yawning brought a piece of gold. But when you didn't sleep, you ate, drank, danced and played.

Such was life in the Land of Milk and Honey. There was a high wall around this country and if you wanted to go in or out you had to eat a door through this sweet and delicious wall.

2. When could you see icing sugar?

The Land of Milk and Honey

Once upon a time there was a country in which chickens flew into your mouth and sweets grew on trees.

This beautiful country was called the Land of Milk and Honey. Houses were covered with pancakes. There were doors made of gingerbread and walls made of roast pork. Each house had a fence made of sausages. From all wells sweet juice was flowing, orange juice or apple juice. Everybody who wanted to drink just kept their mouths under the well pipe and could drink as much as they wanted.

0n the trees there grew freshly baked rolls, and under the trees there were streams of milk and hot chocolate. Fish swam in the water. They were baked or boiled, and swam very close to the bank. But if you were too lazy to take them you called “Bst! Bst!" — and the fish came out of the water walking into your hand so that you only had to eat the fish.

Believe it or not - the geese, ducks and chickens, turkeys and pigeons were flying around in the air and they were fried. And if you didn’t want to reach out after one, it flew straight into your mouth.

Cheese was lying around like stones, large and small. The stones were all burgers, fishburgers, hamburgers or cheeseburgers. It didn't rain water drops -  no, it rained honey. You could lick and lick, it was a pleasure. And when it snowed, it snowed icing sugar. Every hour of sleep brought a piece of silver and yawning brought a piece of gold. But when you didn't sleep, you ate, drank, danced and played.

Such was life in the Land of Milk and Honey. There was a high wall around this country and if you wanted to go in or out you had to eat a door through this sweet and delicious wall.

3. How could you go in or out?

The Land of Milk and Honey

Once upon a time there was a country in which chickens flew into your mouth and sweets grew on trees.

This beautiful country was called the Land of Milk and Honey. Houses were covered with pancakes. There were doors made of gingerbread and walls made of roast pork. Each house had a fence made of sausages. From all wells sweet juice was flowing, orange juice or apple juice. Everybody who wanted to drink just kept their mouths under the well pipe and could drink as much as they wanted.

0n the trees there grew freshly baked rolls, and under the trees there were streams of milk and hot chocolate. Fish swam in the water. They were baked or boiled, and swam very close to the bank. But if you were too lazy to take them you called “Bst! Bst!" — and the fish came out of the water walking into your hand so that you only had to eat the fish.

Believe it or not - the geese, ducks and chickens, turkeys and pigeons were flying around in the air and they were fried. And if you didn’t want to reach out after one, it flew straight into your mouth.

Cheese was lying around like stones, large and small. The stones were all burgers, fishburgers, hamburgers or cheeseburgers. It didn't rain water drops -  no, it rained honey. You could lick and lick, it was a pleasure. And when it snowed, it snowed icing sugar. Every hour of sleep brought a piece of silver and yawning brought a piece of gold. But when you didn't sleep, you ate, drank, danced and played.

Such was life in the Land of Milk and Honey. There was a high wall around this country and if you wanted to go in or out you had to eat a door through this sweet and delicious wall.

4. What was a pleasure?