There was a boy,
Who wanted to become a king.
He took fake guns in his pocket,
Which looked as if they were some rockets.
He desired to meet the Queen of England far away
He took a hot balloon to go there,
And up in the air he swayed,
When he reached London,
He landed in a chimney,
When he went through the chimney,
He reached Sidney!
He couldn't find a way from there,
Until a ship came,
When he showed an SOS signal,
And upon the ship he came.
He came back to New Delhi,
Telling about his adventures.
Suddenly, when shaken, I woke up,
"Oh! Why in my dream do I venture?"