Naughty children always make fun,a great pleasure they get in being good as well as bad,though they are not bad ,when mom talk with them ,they understand and apologize.
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FUN
It was all for fun
Neither he nor I
Knew that
This much bad will happen
We both were not as naughty
As you all think
Our every mischief had
Some good link
Tom was our friend
He had a bad habit
To hit hard his hand
Boasting was his style
Long was his mischiefs file
We both were not bad in this field
We also wanted to win the shield
Thought to teach him such a lesson together
That he would tease anybody never
Neither would call anybody by bad name
Nor would do cheating in a game
Today his dress was red
He was very glad
In a mood to make
Anybody sad
But what all saw
Was very strange
His red shirt in white
Due to wet chalk paste change
His pink face was also also black
No one knew who did that
All were laughing on that man who used to laugh at others
Without any regret and without any reason
But what we saw again can never forget
Tom was on the ground flat
He had rashes on his whole body
His red eyes called all teachers in lobby
Tom was unconscious and pale were our features
Who did that were tracing teachers
We both ran bare foot to home
Waiting on door was our mom
Seeing our faces so shocked
We both were put in a dock
It was nice to tell truth
At mom’s unhappy look
She scolded and said us unwise
We won’t do it again,mom apologize
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