Message For My Teachers

When I will die
Burry me deep
Ten feet down ; fast 
asleep
Place my Math book on 
my chest
Tell my teachers that ; I 
am at rest
Place my Pakistan Studies 
book on my head
Tell my teachers that I'm 
dead
Tell them I was studying 
in the 
grave
Inform them I tried my 
best
But tell them not to cry
For they are ones who 
made me 
die
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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