"My treasury"
by
Sushmitha

O
nce I went to the market place,
To see my dearest face.

On a little lamp shiny,
I got from the shop of Mr. Kenny.

In that case it was really dirty
For his shop was.

It was even a bit hurty
I cleaned with the help of my friend Inne.
and came out a little dear guiny.
To which I asked To be successful in all I do

Oh! my god
In this manner The guiny had to be with me
even while taking out my shoes.



The End


Story by: Sushmitha, age 10, India

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