It’s So Cool
I Love My School
It’s ICSK the Great
Where All Day Long
The Poor Teachers Try
To Fill Some Knowledge
Into the Heart Which Is Dry
All Teachers Try
Their Level Best
To Fill Some Knowledge
Into His Mind
Which Is Rust
There Are Many Students
Who Walk About
And Talk About and Roam About
Then Comes Our Principal Mam
On The Spot
Who Shouts About
But After She Goes
Again All Will Play and Shout
Anyways I Love My School
ICSK the Great!
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