2e5.A toast to our future.
Treading on my wonderul memories in my mind
What an amazing experience that time had grant
One whole class,standing in one straight line
E-five sprit,that everybody want
Furiously laughing or jotting down notes
Incapicatated with corruption,vulgarities and jokes
Vexed when the class wars came
Everyone didnt know who to blame
Finally our angel Ms ling appeared
Out of nowhere,like a speeding bullet
Realizing our desperate plight
Extremely pissed but still shone bright
Venting her frustration not on us
Even more magnamious
Reverting the class back to normal,never again shall this class rust
An A* Teacher is what Mss Ling is
Through thick and thin she taught us these
On a rainy day ur friends shall help
And on a sunny day no one is to yelp
Sitting down is what we couldnt
Teaching and learning she still did,important.
Times where we had fun or joy
Our angel was there to always join
Obviously our class had matured
Utilizing and transforming into nerds
Remembering the past how much it hurts.
Finally at the end of our journey
Unglamorous with tears not at our mercy
Trying to sketch every single moment
Unified beyond any measurement
Remember our class that was meant to be
Even more great,the futures the key
WAHAHA BEAT THAT U STUPID COPYRIGHTERS.Acrostic poem wif rhyme scheme and imagery juz beat that fooolsssS!!
Treading on my wonderul memories in my mind
What an amazing experience that time had grant
One whole class,standing in one straight line
E-five sprit,that everybody want
Furiously laughing or jotting down notes
Incapicatated with corruption,vulgarities and jokes
Vexed when the class wars came
Everyone didnt know who to blame
Finally our angel Ms ling appeared
Out of nowhere,like a speeding bullet
Realizing our desperate plight
Extremely pissed but still shone bright
Venting her frustration not on us
Even more magnamious
Reverting the class back to normal,never again shall this class rust
An A* Teacher is what Mss Ling is
Through thick and thin she taught us these
On a rainy day ur friends shall help
And on a sunny day no one is to yelp
Sitting down is what we couldnt
Teaching and learning she still did,important.
Times where we had fun or joy
Our angel was there to always join
Obviously our class had matured
Utilizing and transforming into nerds
Remembering the past how much it hurts.
Finally at the end of our journey
Unglamorous with tears not at our mercy
Trying to sketch every single moment
Unified beyond any measurement
Remember our class that was meant to be
Even more great,the futures the key
WAHAHA BEAT THAT U STUPID COPYRIGHTERS.Acrostic poem wif rhyme scheme and imagery juz beat that fooolsssS!!
