Tough child
Tough Child rough child
Rough a child that goes wild
Eyes up the skies close by
Dream to fly high low
Dark light glow dim
A moon meant to grow slim
While sleep an hag cry
Tell the book goodbye
Not a word for the good guy
As day broke, old things past
Meant to run high low
Here a coconut broken
In it water is break open
Else rotten awoken