SUDDEN INSPIRATION
by Thu Ngoc
In the evening, Ti’s father had a high inspiration to creat a poem, saying:
“This evening the wind fretfully wailing”
Ti’s reply from his desk:
“My stylus, where it being?”
Father: “Maybe you have dropped it somewhere.”
Ti: “I cannot see, please help me, be care!”
Father: “Look for it around you by yourself!”
Ti: “Oh! I have found it by myself!”
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