- Saul Ezra – When in Std VI
Along a leafy path we creeped
My brother, my friend and I
Cool breezes touched us with their lips
The trees almost reached the sky
This was the evening of all eve
We were ready to do or die.
On tip toe and with bated breath
We peered through the gloom for the crook
And we spied him there, the darling thing,
He gave us a wicked look
In a flash we leaped. Alas! too late
He vanished to his nook.