19 October 2016, 1:45PM
I am grateful that my mother is head teacher
At my school she is there to get me pamper.
I have heard she drawn salary much bigger
Than anybody else at home even my father.
My mother’s mother was living on same roof
My father cannot say wrong when he reproof
Both of them became my undefeated enemy
My father can’t exercise rights, even remedy.
What I did was just act or think like mothers.
Where I understand being accurate, stickler.
I know so, but I can’t tell my father, undriven
I told Teacher, I want to be Head, all forgiven.
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