The Dilemma of a Student
Hindi, English, maths are mine
Science so boring from my sight
I wanna fight with social science
Maths: my passion,
English: love
Hindi, you an Indian law
All you Britishers meet me once
I will show you in just a punch
Not only me, but generations hate you
So it's not a punch, some punches
You were one,
The event was one,
You died only once,
But appears in million
And costs OUR marks
Now you! ....science,
You are so deep
And sweet
Yet a freak
Please be peasy
Make me easy
Coz, I like you
When I get you
Be a good sub
Be a good sub
Maths...you grow up!
On your own, all your problems solve up,
And if not,
I am to solve.
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