गुरुवार, दिसंबर 13, 2012

My School - Class XI

A poem written about my school, class and friends. Those were the best days of my life. Still miss my class XI - XII and all my friends.

 I study in Vidhyapeeth 
But i feel everybody there is stupeed
There are nice and beautiful teachers 
But they are more or less preachers
My principal is nice 
But i always have to wish him 'Good Morning' twice
I'm in class eleven 
I always think my class is a heaven 
My seat is in the middle 
So i don't have to fiddle
My partner is always sitting on my lap
I feel like giving him a tight slap
We don't have any monitor
Otherwise he would have been a man eater
My best friend's name is 'Choty'
And he always seems to be naughty
We have eight classes
So, most of the time i have to wear glasses
I am nearly always taking a rest
But i like my school and its the best
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