Written by: Aranya Tanvir, 4A

There once lived a soldier,
who  had lost his shoulder
He checked for it in a dirty pool,
But there was nothing but drool!
He checked for it in his room,
But it was full of mushroom.

He checked under the bridge,
But there was a fridge.
Hey it might be there in the fridge!
So he tried to open it with all his might,
But it wouldn’t open as if it was in fright.
So he shot it with all his anger,
As easy as it is to talk to a stranger,
But it didn’t open yet.
So he checked and checked and checked,
For his very beloved shoulder
Until he reached an Inn,
And found his chair along with his shoulder!