Strangers at first, we met,
that day i will not forget;
It didnt take much time for us to mingle,
and we were friends by the time for jingle;
From singles to a group we created a bang,
bunking all the classes that one possibly can;
Teachers staff all had tough times,
imposed on us were punishments and fines;
But,now the golden days that together we spent,
are like all the good things that come to an end.
2 comments:
great poem.... :)
so true man!!!!!!!!!i completely agree with u n pitty all our teachers....ma'n we did give them a real hard time.....
m gonna miss it all.
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