And He Is Now A Wiser Boy

In sunlit park beside the sea a seven year old boy Chased after seagulls up and down and chuckled loud with joy They let him get so near to them but seagulls are too wise And they flapped their wings and flew up to the safety of the skies. They land some fifty yards away he's after them once more But they repeated what they'd done some fifty times before He's out of breath his legs grow tired he has run out of steam And catching birds no easy game or so to him 'twould seem. He rest beside a leafy tree and sleep there in the shade On ground by him ham sandwiches his mum for him had made And as he sleep the seagulls come and gather all around Could that be food in plastic bag near little boy on ground? One seagull braver than the rest snatches the bag and fly And after him the others chase and their noise wake up the boy He find his sandwiches have gone and tears begin to flow And he leave the park a sadder boy and home to mummy go. 'He Sobs' whilst I slept by a tree the sea birds stole my food But his mum feel out of sorts today and in unsympathetic mood She show him little sympathy but smack his face and say I did not make you sandwiches for birds to steal away. The seagulls had the final laugh they ate his ham and bread And he is now a wiser boy the little fellow Fred And next time he goes in the park before he has his fun He'll eat up all his sandwiches then after sea birds run.