Slow Learning Pupil
Education isn’t vain for any child
school process, biting for both as the peeling of onions
intelligence is sad, looks and shrugs
the mind of this young chap is a busy compound
trying its best to catch up but still staggers
how can this sleepy brain be made to get tingly?
how can we manage its pace from start to final?
using the tactics of other tutors, a platitude
as some water this growth in the box of chivalry
from previous handlers, this development they rivet
no child is born with the gene of a block head
so let’s come together to make him the star he’s meant to be.
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