Deetya Dalmia, Class VI C
So here’s an interesting story for you.
When the clouds were grey, and the grass had dew.
An ordinary boy named Charlie Bucket
In the winters wanted to have a crispy nugget.
But something else he had in his mind,
Was a golden ticket so much divine!
Even on his birthday he couldn’t afford much
But a Wonka candy bar would just be enough.
Oh! It was heaven….the special candy bar,
But having The Golden Ticket seemed very very far.
Don’t lose your hopes the boy said to himself,
There must be some success on The Golden Ticket shelf.
Just then he saw some paper, dumped in the snow,
‘I found ten cents!’ he shouted, ‘Wo ho!’
He rushed to the shop where the fat shopkeeper stood,
Laying the damp money on the table,
He spoke as fast as he could.
A Whipple Scrumptious Fudgemallow Delight
He told the shopkeeper.
Seeing the boy’s restlessness, he told him to lessen his cheer
He picked the delicious treat, and held it in his hand.
Thinking and thinking and on with his dreamland.
He opened the wrapper and looked at the bar,
And when he saw The Golden Ticket, he rushed like a car.
He reached his house in less than half a minute.
He shouted as loud as he could, I’ve got The Golden Ticket!
What?!! The family shouted, ‘What did you say?’
Charlie yelled again, ‘Tomorrow is the day!’
He flew the next day to Wonka’s chocolate factory,
And the birthday and the visit were most satisfactory.
From that day on, people prayed on blissful joy,
So, this was the marvelous wish of an
Ordinary Boy!
