My dearest result,
please don't insult,
I have tried hard,
to get an excellent report card.
You are going to help me in future,
And you can't betray me,
I will never let you free,
You act in my social life like a tree.
the prayes are on...
Since dawn.
I go to school with alot of hope,
And apply my favourite soap.
Will my tension,
be equal to my pension?
The competition is up,
I finished a coffee cup.
I have a little fever
And a big head ache,
its all for my sake.
Oh result,
I can't bear Insult!
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