A SMALL boy came from the south of the farm, With a bamboo basket upon his arm, With mutton bones was the basket filled, From a sheep which his folks that day had killed. A monkey came from a pile of stones To steal that boy's fresh mutton bones, But a big, spotted dog followed close at his heels, To bite a bad monkey whenever he steals. A half of a brick lay there on the road, It upset the boy and he spilt out his load, The dog bit the monkey, the monkey ran away, The boy broke his basket and cried all day. |