Mom, bring the Tom. <br />Jerry all round here, <br />How should I read the word? <br />Jerry killed the alphabet, <br />This book is dust now. <br />Mama. Take me there, <br />I will slide, mom <br />There, on the kid’s park. <br />I will glide mom, <br />No Spike to bark, <br />Come with me Mom, <br />Bring home, <br />One for me, <br />The Tom, mom, <br />Wanna to see, <br />The game of killing, <br />Wanna to play with <br />The dead Jerry, mom <br />Bring the Tom, Mom. <br />Dead jerry will be buried <br />At the backyard. <br />Wanna to make graveyard <br />Mom, bring me Tom…. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />(For a Child: Care must be taken and guide them properly)<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-will-make-graveyard/
