There was a very happy boy.
He really loved his birth.
He thought of them with utmost joy,
the heaven and the earth.
The common child is of a kind,
the way it dresses up,
the way its parents value mind
and make of tea a cup.
He was himself the only one
to grow the way he had.
Himself the value to be won
he was and he was glad.
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