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People Poems for Children

By Josie Whitehead

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By Josie Whitehead

Story of Mustav That (The)

I knew a boy called Mustav That.

    (Would I invent this name?)

He craved for everything he saw,

    Which really was a shame.


He lusted after everything

    Until it was his own.

He gobbled cake and chocolate bars

    And even his dog’s bone.


     (But his dog bit him for doing it).


His parents tried to please their son

     Who really drove them wild,

And everyone who knew Mustav

    Said: 'What a greedy child!'


      (And I think they said other things too!)


He hankered after wealth and power

    When he became a man.

'I don’t care where I get it from

       But I’ll have it if I can.'


 (The Bank loved him for he had  3000 credit cards)

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