My Favorite Teacher Poem by Gokul Raj
My Favorite Teacher
She comes to class with a grand smile
When we start running away from her a mile
Standing near the toilet sharing our comments
Till our class ends
The next day she comes 5min earlier
Which we feel drearier
When she starts taking her photo electric effect
We get our mental defect
She is none other than my physics teacher
A short long haired funny creature... :)
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