Children
of the modern age
Opening
advertisement page
They
watch TV, to past the time
Hay,
Is not the way learn a crime
In
the attraction of the fake gold
There
is no freedom for an old
Present
day, that is fool’s delight
There
is too much dirt in the light
Once
I saw working pair
They
use to pick pare
I
met them at bright dawn
One
was the right Dawn
One
full moon night
She
saw handsome Knight
He
came very near
Dawn
had no a fear
He
showered with kisses
She
hand no coward wishes
There
was no silent sleep
He
loved her so deep
I
wonder why he left at dawn
I
had a tender feeling for Dawn
She
use to have caring look
Now
she reading the holy book
Next
day, she worried
I
harried
She
share
It
was fair
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