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} Cyril {
Cyril the sullen boy
always feels out of place
much too shy to show himself
wears a mask upon his face
life is a party
the grandest masquerade
but now Cyril feels safe
behind the mask he made
he listens to others
and watches with care
then he soon realizes
other masks are there
who is this really?
he wonders inside
what are they scared of?
what have they to hide?
he finds it quite strange
that the other children here
who, hiding behind their masks,
are not as they appear
Cyril ponders
and makes up his mind
what lies behind the masks?
he is determined to find
so he schemes and he plans
to find out just who
is hiding as well
he must know the truth
yet try as he might
he can't lift the masks
it's harder than he thought
it's no easy task
an idea comes
right out of the blue
Cyril is excited
he knows what to do
he takes some time
and befriends this stranger
and shows to him
that he means no danger
and only then
after showing he is concerned
does Cyril find
the answer he has yearned
to have a friend
this thing is a must
first be a friend
and you will earn trust
the new friend opened up
and lifted his mask
the facade was gone
and many questions were asked
learning about his friend
Cyril asked whence he came
what were his plans
what was his name
what was left of lies
had now met its end
for Tiptup was the name
of Cyril's best friend
they found in their friendship
the greatest of joys
for theirs was the best
ever heard of in boys
all it took
was some patience and time
to open the doors
into Tiptup's mind
Cyril is still not ready
to fully open up
but perhaps he will someday
with his good friend Tiptup