When I was a child…
They thought I was a daft
they assumed from my weird act
My eyes glazed over
I would not even see the teacher
I was in a faraway mode
my imagination overload
I was in a dreamy state
not even the teacher can agitate
One day, the teacher stopped near me
brushed the feather in my ears to everyone’s glee
The teacher savored her sweet victory
coz I was pulled out of my reverie
This was inspired by my classmates actual experience. The only difference though she was sleeping π.
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Adorable poem!!
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Thank you for appreciating it πβ€οΈ
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Aww, this is so sweet!β€
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Thank you! πβ€οΈ
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Hahaha! The anecdote part! For a moment I thought, once she snaps out of her reverie, she’d realise the features’ a stick! What a fun post to readβ₯οΈβ₯οΈ
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Ha ha ha. I’m glad you like it dear π. Thank you! I miss your writing π
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Aww that’s so sweet of you! Yes coming soon in a day or twoπ
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Okay π
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A nice teacher managed to wake you up. Very cute poem π love it!
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Yes! Thank you for appreciating it π
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