Once I was doing my chores,
Behind my house’s big doors,
I found a world full of fun,
Where there would be nothing much to learn.
It was called the Land of Hoom,
Where it smelled like perfume,
But on the other side was an evil land
Which was full of dirty sand.
The King of Hoom was very good,
But he hid his face under his hood,
He fought against the Evil King,
To keep his big kingdom free from the fling.
I always fought for the good king,
Who had given me special powers,
We always defeated the Evil King,
And always poured gold in showers.
I love this world so much,
Because of my new hutch.
Oh!I forgot to wake up today on time,
Now to catch the bus,
I will have to run like a hind!
- Author: SUDARSHAN (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 30th, 2011 04:10
- Category: Children
- Views: 30
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