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Tishya Chandok

Classics Children

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Tishya Chandok

Classics Children

Selvum And The Bull Thief

Selvum And The Bull Thief

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I have made the story SELVUM AND THE BULL THIEF INTO A POEM

Some of us know the story SELVUM AND THE BULL THIEF, now it is time to see a variation ...pretty brief


Once upon a time, there lived a farmer named Selvum,

He didn’t have a bag with money full,

Although he did have a very strong bull.


For the bull, a lot he cared,

Selvum’s personality was extraordinaire.


One fine day, the bull to feed

Selvum goes and is surprised that the bull is nowhere to be seen.


I was just sitting there calmly waiting for Selvum to come and feed me,

Then came a man with a suspicious smile, with the hope to capture me!!!!!


I thought of writing a note to Selvum,

Then I realized I can't write, I am not a human 

I was forced to go with that thief...

To a fair he took me,

I realized later I was about to be sold!!!

But, I had been with Selvum since I was born, even a month old..!!


I knew Selvum would come for me,

To rescue me from this dirty thief.


And there the bull stood with the thief at the fair.

I saw Selvum and I felt like I was flying in the air.

He recognized me in a second and came up to the thief to say this was unfair...


The thief was busted

And had no way out,

He claimed the bull was his and started to shout.


Selvum, my master was so wise 

He thought of a plan which was very nice.

He covered my eyes and asked the thief in which eye was I blind,

I thought I am not blind, is he out of his mind!!!


Then when the thief got stuck 

I thought, having such a good master was my luck.


Selvum and I were a team again

Back to the shed, by Selvum I was led


And when came back I was waiting to be fed!!!


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