ONE!TWO!THREE!
AND A LOUD CRY IS HEARD.
THERE IS THE NEW GUEST
IGNORANT WITH INNOCENCE,
TRYING TO RESIST THIS WORLD
WITH HIS TINY HANDS AND LEGS.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER
HE IS SURROUNDED BY BLISS;
BUT A FEW YEARS LATER
HE IS FILLED WITH GLOOM
CAUSE HE WAS CAUGHT RED-HANDED
STEALING A NECKLACE.
THE GLOOM OF LOSING HIS PRIDE
MADE HIM LOOK DOWN WITH SHAME.
BUT THAT DID'NT STOP HIM
FROM LEARNING EACH AND EVERY DAY
WHAT TO BE DONE
AND WHAT NOT TO BE DONE.
HE STOPPED SAYING LIES
WAS VERY KIND TO ALL;
HE DESTROYED HIS JEALOUSY
GREED AS WELL AS ANGER
AND ALL OTHER VICES
THAT CAME HIS WAY.
FAME SOON COVERED HIM
BUT HE STILL LOOKED DOWN
NOT WITH SHAME ;
BUT SUBDUING HIS PRIDE,
MANY YEARS ROLLED BY
AND HE LEFT AS A GUEST.
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