New Tales of the Gobi Desert
Ching Chung Hau Po Woon Primary School, Lin Xuan, Poetry: Group 2
Here, there.
The greedy man,
in the sandy sky,
fly and fly.
The greedy man,
wants gold something is cold.
They look for money,
look like crazy.
They run and run,
want the gold,
where is the gold?
But only cold,
and empty hole.
They run and run,
passed the end of the world,
but nothing they know,
their heads and broken, full of gold.
Oh! Look!
The endless desert,
where is the gold?
I want to go!
They are very cold.
‘what shall we do?’
Oh, they have not money,
‘where is the money?
Where is the gold?’
