Vicky and Ricky once at night,
Walked toward the village bank right.
The two boys who loved biriyani,
Wanted to rob the bank of all money.
Vicky was carrying his toy gun,
Ricky had with him a tool of iron.
A huge lock hung on the bank gate,
'Beware of dog!', read the signplate.
Ricky started to yank the lock open,
As they saw the dog'd somewhere gone.
Creak,creak,the lock sounded hard,
As barked from dark the canine guard.
Bow, bow, came the dog bounding,
The child thieves fled the bank, dirting.
- N P SAMAL
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