Saturday, December 31, 2011

A Little Girl

Let me tell you a story of a little girl:

Well, upon a town not very small,
There with her mother lived a little girl,
She, one day, put on her shawl,
And, with her mom, went to the mall.

Upon the escalator at the mall,
While her mom was busy making a call -
The little girl had quite a fall.
And, her mom, unaware of this all, didn't see,
That the little girl had scraped her knee.

The little girl, now in pain,
Tried standing up but in vain,
Every now and then, she'd again try,
But, when it hurt real bad, she started to cry.

When he heard her cry and fall,
There came a man, black and tall,
He said, 'hey,little girl',
'Hush! Don't cry, here take this doll'
And, handed the little girl
A cute little doll

The little girl happy at last
Looked at her mum who walked pretty fast,
She wasn't there and in a haste,
The little girl ran to show her the doll.

But he also hurried outside,
The man; black and tall
And boom went the doll,
And boom went they all,
And not even fingernails remained,
Of that cute little girl.

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