I had to search for shepherd’s dress As it was needed for fancy dress Son had taken part in as milkman I was total failure in finding dress man No dress could be found That puzzled me to go around For dress as well as all belonging I was in for wait and hanging I noticed one little hut It was protected and shut I shouted for little help The head came out him self “I needed dress and utensils” “To dress up son as shepherd” He heard me patiently and replied Sir, I have dress but dirty and can not be relied I promised him to wash up again And bring back after sometime He was happy too to remind You are always welcome to find I was so much impressed Here was kind man but remained In state of gratefulness I too bore so much thankfulness The son won the first prize There was so much joy and surprise The hut man had done noble job Else son would have been robbed from chance

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