Trabajo de inglés IIIºMedio. Si quiere leer, lea, sino... no lo haga.
Suerte.
FAIRY TALE.-
By Daniela Hidalgo & Vicente Reyes.
1.
Once there was a boy
Who had a lot of toys
Which turned int PC’s
And an obsessive-compulsive disease
His parents didn’t notice
For they were never there
His father always working,
His mum had an affair.
He was a boy with enormous dreams
And a big cheque from his dad
His main interest was economy
And Donald Trump was his lad.
He knew all about the stock market
When he was seven years old.
Getting stressed with the dollar raise
And close to getting bald.
At the age of twelve he was rich
With no new projects to miss.
Apple business was his favourite,
The biggest company was his.
2.
Tim was a boy
Who didn’t have many toys
He didn’t have good parents either
But an imagination that was bigger.
He lived in the countryside
Next to an apple field,
Filled with red adventures
And juicy stories to build.
He always wanted to try one
But quite forbidden they were.
Hoped of feeling its flavour,
He thought it was quite unfair.
One day he couldn’t resist
The temptation of those round red things,
He stretched his little fingers
And tried those juicy beings.
‘I’ll sue you, little thief’,
Said the small boss who passed by.
‘I’m sorry, Sir’ said good Tim,
‘But I don’t have the money to buy’.
3.
Now on the trial
Both boys were at the stand
The old looking one was raged
While Tim, smiling, couldn’t understand.
‘That mischevious thing...’ started the old tot
‘Tried to steal my precious fruit!’
He tried to shout this loudly,
But his back was already crooked.
‘Young Tim’, said the Judge,
‘Is that honestly true?’
‘I didn’t know there was an owner!...
Sorry! I didn’t have a clue!’
‘Well boys’ said the judger,
‘Tim’s to innocent to go to jail.
Go and play with your imagination, Tim!
Go free and never fail!’
His obsessions for power
Had made the rich boy cross the line.
Now he was old and senile
At the age of twelve, that’s the biggest crime!
4.
Years had pass by
And little tim was still nice.
He enjoyed life at the proper age
And showed a beautiful grin on his face.
At the contrary of good Tim
The other boy didn’t again win.
He had a premature prostate cancer
And died at the age of thirteen.
