The lake was gleaming,
As it was flowing.
It was also cool,
But it couldn't drool.
It was filled with fishes,
But I couldn't fulfill their wishes.
Then I saw the clouds gathering,
And all the children scattering.
It was about to rain,
But it was not at all a pain.
The water droplets fell on my head.
Oh no! I wanted to stay in a shed!
Suddenly I fell on my head,
When I was sleeping on the bed.
I guess it was just a dream,
When I saw the lake gleam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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