The Stuff I Served My Teacher

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
and burned up purple toast.
She gave me too much homework
so I hope she gets sick
when she eats some roasted apples
with spinach flavored dip.
Porridge with bananas
and it might even have moss
And also rumor has it
that it has Tabasco sauce.
So when she eats all of this junk
I hope that she’ll get better.
We’ll have no homework for six months
Because I will never let her!

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Dil me teri muhabbat

Dil me teri muhabbat ka kalma bar bar padta hoon

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoo

Jo ek bar ho jae mohbbat to fir kisi or se nhi hoti...

Kisi ko tut kar chahne se mohabbat nhi hoti ,

kisi ko pane ki khwahish rakhne se m

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

From The Day I Met You

From the day I met you,

I never knew our love would be so pure and true.

Every ti

Yara Mera Desh

 

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा –

When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And

Friendship...

We have been friends for not so long

We've learned to trust and shared a song

We

When I See You

When I see you,

Your eyes sparkle while you say hi with the sweetest voice in the world.<

Creativity
I have no name
Until you name me.
I have no form
Until you shape me.
I don't exist
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