There sat a mother in a pale morning,
With a placard held up tight,
Written on the placard in white-
' Four Children For sale '.

There were four children for sell,
Four of them were boys,
Hardly could they walk,
But, they had beautiful eyes.

One was named as Jesus,
One was called as Muhammad,
The third was known as Buddha,
The last was heard to be Krishna.

Jesus was sold for 20 coins,
Muhammed was bought for 30 coins,
Buddha was bought for 25 coins,
Krishna was sold for 22 coins.

So, one by one were sold,
One day the placard was removed,
One day the mother was never found again,
And, never the four children met again
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