
In an evening of time,
I was on the losing side,
But the game was won by a sore margin and all good things happened.
Adios!

In an evening of time,
I was on the losing side,
But the game was won by a sore margin and all good things happened.
Adios!

Craft better,
Sing a song.
Make some wealth,
It’s a beautiful time around.
Be happy,
Be jovial,
Think about all good things.
Be extremely prosperous and win the lot and the game.
Adios!

I wake up in the light,
Play all around with toys that I have.
I eat chips with mustard sauce ( which I have hidden away)
I watch cartoons who seem very funny.
I do aspire to become a character as one of them.
I ring a friend,
That I am in the afternoon sun.
I scold my brothers,
For they are very naughty.
They are good for nothing,
Except for being small toddlers.
A toy wouldn’t survive for a day in their hands,
A gift is meant to be diminished,
Only love can make them happier,
For they are truly all lovably gooey.
By the way who am I?
I am,
A small boy with his own family.
Adios!

A golden ball,
To be played with,
Is a play thing of a small boy aged only four years and playing with it gives him unlimted happiness.
He loves to play and dance,
But the golden ball is a play thing,
True to his heart,
For it has been given to him by his mother and he loves her a lot.
Adios!

A golf course,
True and golden
Is a place for happiness,
For the game their is true.
If you had been there,
You would have cherished and known that such a place exists.
There is laughter,
There is frolic,
There are matches to be won,
But it is done in the right sportsman spirit.
Adios!