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I had a toy ship made of
wood, I kept it as nicely as I could Its name was SCART, It was very close to my heart I played with it, I didn’t let it dirty, even a bit But one day, my aunt’s son came from London, He is six years old but a burden He made my room totally a mess, Scattered my CDs and broke board of chess. And the thing that made me tense, Was that he broke my ship and threw over fence I was shocked to see that my dear ship has gone, Because of that little, stupid don! I cried a lot and slapped that boy, Because he stole my relaxation and joy But he was so unfeeling child, That he went to the bed easily and lied I can’t slap him forever, But I will forget him never I will buy more toys and ships, But SCART will not come back with any tips or tricks I will definitely take payback, Because to me, my ship was more than a lac Let me tell you that this was a fight, Which I won last night Yesterday, that boy came again, With his big toy rabbit whom he called ‘Jegain’ What I did was quite clever, I went in his room in night, when he had a fewer I stole that rabbit and ran through door, First, I made it dirty and then tore When he noticed this payback, He became angry and went back I am happy to take payback but SCART didn’t came, What can I do, who can I blame??? This was the tale which I had to share with you. |
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