The War of the Mushrooms

In olden-old times Tsar Gorokh fought with mushrooms. The boletus mushroom, colonel over the mushrooms, sitting under the little oak, looking at all the mushrooms, began to order: — Come, you belianki, to me to war! The belianki refused: — We are columnar nobles! We will not go to war! — Come, you ryzhiki, to me to war! The ryzhiki refused: — We are rich peasants! We will not go to war! — Come, you volnushki, to me to war! The volnushki refused: — We, volnushki, are old women! We will not go to war! — Come, you openki, to me to war! The openki refused: — Our legs are very thin! We will not go to war! — Come, you gruzdi, to me to war! — We, gruzdi, are friendly lads! We will go to war!