“The little girl’s class has a little window pane
Which shows her home across the lane.
Her eyes started to think and roam
Across the Universe beyond her home.
In mind singing her simple little rhyme
To awaken the sleeping time.
Her class is filled with grim truth of science
Inside which she felt many supernatural signs-
How with a piece of rubber can memories be erased?
How with the fire of man can Nature melt and be mended?
She raised for an answer : “Can I ask a question?”
The bell rang and led to their un-tended partition.”