When i grow up, what shall I be?

Maybe a metro aid sweeping the streets,

Cleaning the scattered tiny paper bits.

A teacher of thousand pupils

While selling first class pencils

A dentist taking care of everybody's teeth,

And giving free chocolates so sweet

A doctor who makes ill persons well,

Or a famous author of books and novels?

Will i be a successful somebody

Or maybe the president of the country

Oh when I grow up, I want to be

As happy and contented as I can be.