I knew a boy called Mustav That.
(Would I invent this name?)
He craved for everything he saw,
Which really was a shame.
He lusted after everything
Until it was his own.
He gobbled cake and chocolate bars
And even his dog’s bone.
(But his dog bit him for doing it).
His parents tried to please their son
Who really drove them wild,
And everyone who knew Mustav
Said “What a greedy child!”
(And I think they said other things too!)
He hankered after wealth and power
When he became a man.
“I don’t care where I get it from
But I’ll have it if I can.”
(The Bank loved him for he had 3000 credit cards)
He moved into a palace grand
And had servants by the score,
But even this was not enough
He craved for more and more.
(He tried to get his hands on Buckingham
Palace, but the Queen said: “No!”)
“I want to rule the world” said he -
“Own everything in sight.” -
But sadly when he said these words
He died that very night.
(Sometimes dreams don’t always come true).
How everyone rejoiced to hear
That Mustav That was dead.
They replaced this grasping, selfish man
With someone nice, instead.
(I wonder if they replaced him with YOU?
They didn't replace him with me, for sure!"
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