The great man was singing a song,
Nobody paid attention to him,
Everybody left him one by one,
But a little boy remained with him,
He was listening to the lovely song with rapt attention.
After a while the loving boy also departed,
Still the honest man continued to sing sincerely,
He confidently said,
"I will alone listen to my song,
My song is the best song in the world."
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