I told mom I'm hungry She told me to keep wait I nodded at her cheerfully Kissing my forehead and said, "Sleep well my baby, mom will be at eight,"
The clock sounds at eight I woke up and off from bed My stomach crumpled, With the food I smelled Goodevening, mom greeted Everything's set
I excitedly sit on the chair Tasting the food that mom had prepared And stopped upon hearing knocks I saw the sheriff captured my mom Chewing the fluffy and juicy chow The sheriff saw me and said, "Stop eating that child, that was your neighbour's eyes,"