The boy with the bucket
The boy grabs a bucket everyday. Fills it up with water in his nieghbors well He runs up a hill And bathes while watching the sunrise. The suns warmth slaps his bare body He smiles and says, "Today is a good day" The boy grabs a bucket every day He noticed that his nieghbors well run dry He runs up the hill He smiles and says, "Today is a good day" The boy grabs a bucket everyday. Today he sees the well is filled with water He runs up a hill but he broke his leg. He smiles and says "today is a good day" The boy wakes up today to grab his bucket. he cant find it near the well nor up the hill He smiles and he says "Tommorow is a good day"
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