A Young Madame! - Poem by manas khanna
it was a day..
A bright sunny day
U walked in,
In ur own way
We looked at u, for a moment we wer blank
Thn thought ' hahaha '.. On her we'l play our prank
We wer cocky..
We are no more
U wer d best,
the best at lore
We thank u from d deepest of our core
U wer kind, u wer gentle...
U earned al our honour
Ur class was a bliss,
we wuld miss it all
Ur gona b gone n we wuld miss d joy at d day's fall
It was gr8 bein ur students
Better was to hav u as our teacher
we expct to see u around,
Not in d faculty mayb..but in d sports ground
Sorry for ever, if we dissed
All it means is, ur gonna b missed ! ! ! ! :)
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