Recalling a school sirtall and slim, not too thin
homourous sometimes dillarious.
in his wake while teaching
whistling to the girl of his dream
as she walks passed our class
that made us laughed
a joker, yet sometimes a stalker.
And then there was a teacher
sweet, sparkling specky lady
giving me a nickname
that have lasted for ages
memories that I have never lost trace
while those were the passing days
being a school kid was fun and game
and we are still here one and the same
