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The Baby Boy

"The baby boy lost his toy in the depth of river,
Efforts to find the lost toy were all shattered.
Broken down by the lost toy, the boy looked for an alternate.
Keeping the search on, he landed in a beautiful Archie's shop
Gazing at the souvenirs, he thought what could heal his heart??
He asked the shopkeeper to show some stuff
But whatever he showed, the boy said it's all bluff.
This unsuccessful effort made him unhappy
And he left the shop with all eyes teary.
Just to keep the memories alive he started writing the books
Trying to stay busy till the time he heard from her
The wait was on but never did she reply
Looked as if she forgot that there was a waiting baby boy, waiting baby boy, waiting baby boy...."
       - Pushkin Channan



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