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To Teachers


Oh, teachers, how you are skilled in boring

The normal, average, local students

Who keep on searching, always exploring

For a teacher with the greatest prudence

 

Students today are looking for a purpose

And the students today should ne'er be

Nervous, for, when looking for your service,

It is your guidance that they, alone, see.

 

All I ask is to help students blossom,

All I ask is for you to help them see

The problem; help solve it unforgotten

By teaching the topic passionately.

                    

 

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