My Old School Teacher

A, B, C, D, E, F, G...

all boys and girls

in my class

some knows it all

some knows a bit 


we learn together 

sometines joyful

sometimes panic

all brains are not equal

my old school teacher...


1,2,3,4, and 5...

I come to class

five days in a week

two days to rest

Saturday, Sunday

a week is gone

we starting all over

again and again


late hours are horrible

miss days accounted

silent class 


sweet monument

to your memory

I remember your chalks

and cane too

My old school teacher.



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