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My Teacher...II
Explains each lesson again and again,
has headache but ignores her pain.
Yells, goes mad, throws things,
never she does.
Heart of patience has my teacher.
Her lessons, words and actions are a pleasure,
than any of a treasure.
Understands me the best,
cares and loves me more than the rest.
Precious to me is my teacher.
poem
by
Premeer S.R
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