The Boy

by Samiksha aged 10

The boy stood in front of the inn,
Holding a big blue bottle,
Bam! He broke the door,
And sat on the best ever table.
“Oh dear lord! It’s the boy!” they screamed,
they screamed, they screamed

The boy told his mother,
“I shall be the strongest in town!”
and the next day he was!
He said, “I shall be a clown.”
And the next day he was
he was, he was

The boy told himself,
“I want a mansion, I will have a mansion!”
The very next day he had it!
His very own l mansion, beautiful and lit,
he got what he asked every time,
every time, every time!

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