Written by Barkha
There was once a little boy who loved to read and read.
His parents worked in the plantations because there was need.
They would bring him bits of paper every day
And he read it out and told them what it would say.
There was sports, politics, business and more
He would fix the bits where the news had tore
As he grew up to be a happy young man
He stopped playing with his truck and van.
He wanted to look and look
And make a newspaper book
With stories of years gone by
Torn bits and pieces that did not fly
He then put it all together
To make a big book
Full of stories of here and there
So with others he could share
The stories of his childhood days
And his love of reading and its mad ways…
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