Children, both we were,
My brother and I.
From the husks of coconut an oxcart
We built and,
We embarked on it
On the old oxen with horns.
And he was reading Robinson,
And explaining it to me;
From cards I was building the Chinese Wall and saying,
Something ever so stupid.
Often we were bathing
In the eye of the forest,
At the big pond that we were walking to
And in it's middle to swim
Towards the green island ..
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To be continued..