“Fruits for sale, fruits for sale”,
A little boy said.
A basket full of apples and oranges,
Burdened his head.
No one even noticed him,
He was really too small.
The basket was so heavy,
He looked like he would fall.
The poor kid screamed on,
His voice almost sour.
When a kind old lady came upto him,
And said “Give me oranges four”.
His eyes filled with joy,
He gave her the fruits.
On his first sale he danced around,
In his tiny boots.
The cheered up little boy,
Was again on his way,
But now so very happy,
On his first sale that made his day.