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My Take

BEST FRIENDS

My best friend’s name is Joy.

But I say: “Oh Joy! What a boy!”

He likes English grammar,

And wants to be a computer programmer.

One morning he saw a pen,

But it was in the beak of a hen.

He had a beautiful watch, Which he had lost in a yatch.

He likes to keep clean his house,

But he is afraid of mouse.

He brought a new box,

My friend’s as clever as a fox.

He wears a ring on his finger,

And likes to hear songs of classical singers.

He likes to play,

And makes models of clay.

His name is Joy,

But I say: “Oh Joy! What a boy!”

MR Anand

Class VII C

Kendriya Vidyalaya,

Patna

Broken Relation

Oh Mother,

You’re grey and ugly now,

Frail and forlorn,

Wounded and went out the window.

Love and respect for you, mother,

Have deserted your children’s hearts-

Who’re now all cultivated and ripened,

Educated and smart.

Your children enamoured and esteemed you

Once they were babies by body’n brain, I memorise

They used to make you feel on cloud nine,

And were the apples of your eyes.