I was dreaming a sweet dream,
Was in the midst of a stream;
Was holding in both the hands
A big cone full of icecream.

I was surrounded by the fish,
They thought there was feast;
I struggled hard to hold fist,
But icecream went to the fish.

Then struggle among started
All tried get icecream looted;
Smallers failed, did not get,
Icecream went to big and fat.

Be strong if want a thing
If weaker you get nothing.