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The Moon And The Toy!
When I was a young boy
I asked my mother to get me the moon for a toy
My mother tried to teach
That the moon is beyond one's reach
I however thought it was unfair
And was angry, much to my poor mother's despair
My mother tried various means available
To make me calm but it was not possible
It was then that she took me out to the next street
And brought me a red shiny toy which was to the eyes a treat
It was strange that it was for the moon that I craved
And yet it just took a shiny red toy to make me well behaved
It is said that every man wants...