You're awesome to read,
For all to say not to be greed.
Enriched with emotions and feel,
Bring the inspirational zeal.
Teach us unity in diversity,
Even about film's creativity.
Comedy, tragedy and fantasy
Blended in tons of quality.
Grammar, glamour and humanity
Incited on environmental generousity.
Discourses as the methodology
To deal with the child's ideology.
Teacher as the sculptor of scripture
Carving the citizens of Indian structure
Just thanks cannot be complete
But to learn a bit of English.
'Our world through English'
My English tension to vanish.
blindfolded and bound
open fire ~ or sex appeal
sparks burst from the hearth
By
David Kavanagh
To whom it may concern,
Wishing to more learn
About the bearer, our ex-student,
He was a Great Sympathizer of ‘The Imprudent’…
Worldly wise and to a fault bright,
He was to become a familiar sight
In nearby restaurants selling African Salad
And European marmalade;
For both, often parting with four British pounds
The former sometimes ordering in mounds…
Was seldom appearing in our school uniform,
For which we did his guardian inform;
His craving for muftis of a shouting colour,
Besides the unusually paler…
Continually would laugh at his notebooks
And, not once, fleeing from his textbooks
All their pages dying to be opened
But in return childishly roughened…
Till date, not conquered by a fresh-smelling cane;
Rather only once cried to cowhide’s pain…
Just the Mount Everest he hopes to ascend some day
And from it's peak pick what would him well pay
We’ve, you can see, ENJOYED Billy Burn
And now it is your more fortunate turn!
As I walked down the streets of Laredo
I spied a Mexican hot potato
But better by far
A Cuban cigar
With a spicy Comanche tomato
Look at society White or Black-
Capitalist, Communist or feudal;
take your pen and scribble this poem
I am telling you this 1st, January, 2018
Human society is a textbook.
It has title and chapters within
All have opening sentences,
but some without any valid points
Many humans live as spelling errors,
appear as corrections or untidy writing,
They are wrong contents and concepts
Readers always hate them dearly
Majority are punctuation marks,
living commas and exclamation signs
Apostrophes, question marks are many.
Periods, hyphens are simple but vital.
A number appear as illustrations.
Some are humors, cartoons, pictures
Unkind professors of life pinch them,
with dirty or inglorious comments
Silent letters, no points infest textbook.
These hate those highlighted as points.
Yet all belong to the same textbook,
in geographical territory of pages
Human society is a textbook, my brothers
Sisters; titles, points also have problems
In dream, I was
reading maths
textbook.
I gained a lot knowl
of the highbook.
From my bed I leap
when I woke from
sleep
to notice I was
chatting on
facebook.
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