O’ Mummy don’t give me, Barbie or Ken
Gift me the power to be solemn.
Give me wings, and I shall fly
A trip to the moon? LET ME TRY!
A bit of music, a bit of verse
Let me sing, for better or worse.
Give me a racket, a bat or a ball
And watch me defeat, opponents all.
A pencil and eraser is all I want
To edit my life, don’t tell me I
can’t.
Make me strong, make me bold
Help me break the customs of old.
(Anurag Shourie)
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