The boy he cried
In his new home
He had to move
Beneath this dome
His parents told him
Not to weep
He would be fine
After sleep
And so he went
To his new room
It was bare
This place of doom
A single bed
Was in this place
He wept again
Tears on his face
He hated this
He had no friends
No-one to play with
His heart descends
He hears a voice
On this sad day
From the hall:
"wanna play?"
A young girl, she stood
In strange attire
He didn't care
A playmate, here!
They played all day
And into the night
They didn't care
Nor did they fight
At last his parents
Came to him
Twas time for bed
In bed they popped him
He slept so well
And when he woke
No sign of his friend
To whom he spoke
He ran down the stairs
And looked all around
Where is the girl
The friend he had found?
He searched through the house
There was no sign of her
Till he went to the library
And it was there that he saw
A black and white photo
Of the house that he lived in
A family were there,
And his friend was one of them!
He took down the picture
And danced will glee
Till he noticed the date
Was 1753
