Wailing cries echoed through the castle,
As the father placed below all the present parcels,
Under the glistening christmas tree, full of decoration,
To welcome the new life with a grand celebration

Simultaneously, more wailing cries shot out in another corner of our planet,
As the two parents fret,
They all made themselves comfortable in a tiny room, even then, they tried to have a wide smile on their face

As the rich child became an adolescent,
His arrogance and greed saw no descent,
He wanted everything that existed, even if there wasnt any need of it,
On the other hand, the poor boy saved every penny, bit by bit

Time flew by, as they both reached marriagble age,
The poor boy had a great career and job,
While the rich one never worked hard, only turned around his father's shiny door knobs,
The moral is clear, even if you are rich,
Work hard and be humble nevertheless, sew all that needs to be stitched