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Dear Teacher,

If, I’ve not done my home works; Please, just don’t let me be Punctuated, by your total silence. If, I have done something wrong; Please, just forgive me; Really, it’s not what I wanted. If, you dislike my presence in your class; Please, just don’t involve others; They might hide, from you, in solitude. If, you hate my absenteeism; Please, just let me know; For who else will remind me? If, I say, from now on I’ll do the home works Please, just accept my words, for truly I’ll be Dutiful, once again, to you…my loving wife. ‘Cos I’ve learned what I needed to learn About the not so good intention of those Video games in cyber cafés… for our life.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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