If Mice Could Roar (Ruskin Bond)

If mice could roar
And elephant soar
And trees grow up in the sky,

If tigers could dine
On biscuits and wine,
And the fattest of folk could fly!

If pebbles could sing
And bells never ring
And teachers were lost in the post;

If tortoise could run
And losses be won
And bullies be buttered on toast,

If a song brought a shower
And a gun grew a flower,
This world would be better than most.

Lost All My Money (Ruskin Bond)

I've lost all my money,
And I'm on my way home,
Home to the hills and a field full of rocks.
Nothing in the city but a sickness of the soul,
Nothing to earn but sorrow...
I've lost all my money
And I'm on my way home,
With nothing to buy my way home...
I've lost all my money
And I can't bribe the guard,
So help me, O Lord,
On my way home...