The Little Urchin Boy Poem by Mahfooz Ali

The little boy was so cute,
No one thought he would cause a dispute,
Oh! How he played so fairly well,
He was always able to yell and tell.

However, he made friends so fast,
But as time went by he had known to last,
He cried and whine,
And decided to run up a vine.

As he left he made everyone worried,
And that next week his mother was buried,
The little boys family thought he was kidnapped,
Or was he just handicapped.

While the boy was gone,
His friends began to bond,
'Oh! How we miss this little boy blue'
'Can we just receive a single clue? '

As he heard this replying,
He began crying,
He never came back and stopped being mischievous,
And began to be facetious,







The Little Urchin Boy is Mahfooz.