Once there was a Baboon.
His name was Balloon.
He saw a balloon flying
And said to himself,
'My name is Balloon
I will fly above the lagoon'.
He climbed on a tree,
Raised his hands,
Bent his knees
And flew like a bee.
But instead of flying
With a thump he fell
Moaning and crying.
His ma and pa came on searching
And found him gloating
With the thought of floating.
When spring was in air,
Ma and Pa took him to fair.
They put him in the basket
Fastened with balloon in the market.
The owner took him to Balloon festival
They both flew high above the carnival.
Baboon was happy and singing
When he heard the bell ringing.
Just then
Ma came down to wake him up
He was getting late for school bus.
Savita Tyagi
Note: The above poem is published in children's anthology book. Below is the link.
By Fabrizio Frosini
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