Tale of Cockroach and Lizard
In a dark space A lamp only gives you silhouette Every corner is a mess The house is no longer mess but a mess. When mom left Too young, but she used to. When night come and papa left too And she knew-- A tiny voice will look for you A small cry that wakes you These two little humans will cry for you. But she knew- How make it with the two What brother used to Where a tale of cockroach and lizard Comforts you-- Became uncovering true These little humans scoop over you How'd you tell family going through She knew-- Funny how it comforts you Listening how telling you true - Note Might write another for the story of Tale of cockroach and Lizard.
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