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 Come, let us play with the magic of alphabet... 
Learning to Read
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And now we'll take a look at a very confused boy. Rupert King is a king
in every way. He is sitting on a beautiful beach just over looking the ocean
before him. And yet, all he can think of, about his own troubles only. Most
of his problems are a result of being too much worried about failure and
thinking too much about failure. If only he would look around positively
and enjoy all he has…
Rupert King
Forever a failure
who had never once won,
poor Rupert had lost in all he had done.
A pauper king
who wore the crown of a dunce,
Rupert ever dreamed of winning just once.
Beside the sea
upon gold twisting sands,
Rupert sat with his head in his hands.
His life flowed before him,
(for what it was worth).
And he pondered his troubles
since the spank of his birth.
He searched for a challenge
at which he might win;
a feat not accomplished before or again.
In the ocean before him
the waves churned and tossed.
And it occurred to Rupert to swim across.
He arose and ran down from the shore
exclaiming:
"It's not been done before!"
And the sea engulfed him
with a mighty roar.
And Rupert King was last no more.
Written by
Steven Robert Heine
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Written by
Steven Robert Heine
Click here for poet's details