This is a poem about my class. How I feel and how I enjoy my class.
My friends and my sir everyone is good. the poem express my feelings towards them.
My class is so funny
My English sir is a bugs bunny.
He loves to train ,
And has lots of brain.
My friends are many,
and their heart is honey.
My sir is a monster,
and his students are gangster.
we met citizen,
and we known as “Metizens”.
we here to conquer the worlds,
with the help of our sir who plays with words.
Some of my classmate have lot of skills,
and others are with lots of mobile bills.
My sir always uses the word extempore,
And its pronunciation make us worry.
We love the management to greet,
Because it is run by Amarpreet.
Our girls are so caring,
and our boys are always bearing.
Our teachers are so excellent,
But the students are always absent.
My sir is a monarch,
And word extempore is his trademark.
Our English is pathetic,
Sir is addicted to garlic.
We student are such a headache,
Our sir thinks we a mistake.
Our sir says fire the salvo,
We say bravo ,bravo,bravo.
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