Essay....
This guy, that guy! :)
once there was teacher,
he told everyone to 'unlearn'
his name was bhekhaar,
he was stuck to a chair.
He would moo all the time..
wearing Gandhi glasses,
which were hoping that ,
he will be able to differentiate,
between forms,
and find the similarities...
like bones, veins,
and crawl through the underground train!
the name of the tunnel,
yes! It was this guy, that guy!
The 'king' of misunderstandings!
heritage guy sitting over a chair...
and pencil is a problem! :)
I was suggesting to make a cow shaped
balloons, but if the teacher held the pencil
the balloon would burst!
so heart to the chair! and prayers for the 'guy's brain!
Love,
Nirzara Maam!
a.v.a.n.t.o.k.a.
I am going to call everyone who does this guy that guy Arnab...
May you all remember the 'laundry' places...!
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