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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=370827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sibling Children at Play</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two sibling children are at play; <br>The ‘horse’ is elder sister, Jill, <br>Whose younger brother ‘driver’ Bill<br>Sits on an ‘Umbrella-cart’, gay! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Giddap! ’ ‘Giddap! ’ shouts Bill to her; <br>‘Pull me, pull me, pull me faster! ’<br>The fuming, panting tired Jill, <br>Finds it hard pulling Bill ‘uphill’? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ‘Umbrella-cart’ moves with speed; <br>Poor Jill is pulling fast indeed; <br>Her brother giggles, laughs aloud; <br>The cart-drive makes him truly proud! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, Jill is only five-years’ old; <br>Her baby brother is quite bold; <br>She does not have the strength to pull; <br>But give a joy-ride for Bill, she’ll! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wheels of th’ cart wobble along; <br>Bill insists her to sing a song; <br>‘Neigh like a horse! ’ he commands her; <br>If she does not, Bill will holler.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her little brother loves the ride; <br>The cart stops often by road-side; <br>The ‘driver’ shouts, ‘Pull on farther! ’<br>Or I will cry and call mother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor Jill cannot pull on and on; <br>But she must do: she is first-born; <br>Jill loves her little brother, Bill; <br>Do anything for him, she will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, children love to play all day; <br>They do not know dangers en way; <br>They copy elders, come what may; <br>They never like the word called ‘nay’.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But children love a simple ride; <br>They do it on their own with pride; <br>They love to learn and enjoy too; <br>You never know what they can do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To children, work is also play; <br>They love to learn in playful way; <br>At times, they fight as though by right; <br>They sleep like angels small, at night! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their innocence is worth watching; <br>Their childish ways befit smiling; <br>Their scuffles are worth too, prying; <br>But sad ’tis to see them sobbing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And adults dream of childhood years-<br>The loveliest in life with dears! <br>That was the time they knew not fears, <br>While parents never allowed tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-21-2007</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</a><div class=q>
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The ‘horse’ is elder sister, Jill, 
Whose younger brother ‘driver’ Bill
Sits on an ‘Umbrella-cart’, gay! 

‘Giddap! ’ ‘Giddap! ’ shouts Bill to her; 
‘Pull me, pull me, pull me faster! ’
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