Plethora of burden on my head. Oh, you shoulder it for me! Your children with golden luck 'Can they head ?' you see. I too have a craze for letters a wish to fly like you. To measure the depth of sea and to see sky's hue. I'm here for my fate but dream to be with you. I'm a possibility quite clear if given a chance new. Oh, kind souls lessen the weight on our tiny heads Load a heap of books instead for plethora of breads.